In the Shanghai era when white clothes were fluttering, the drizzle was like silk, like a stream, like smoke, and like fog. Heaven and earth have become lingering lovers, just because of a love network filled with love. Everyone has had an unforgettable first love. Unfortunately, first love is not perfect, and true love will change one day. If because of this, we forget how to love others, it will be the biggest regret. I am fascinated by the mist and rain in Shanghai, just because it is a vigorous love. It interprets the true love of "there are no edges in the mountains, and only when the heaven and earth are in harmony can I dare to be with you"...