When the years run out
Zhou Xixiao always remembers the wind in that summer
With an unknown taste
Like farewell, like confession, like silent nostalgia
no one will know
The wind took away her story and listened to her heart
She also wrote her long years into the wind.
Coward × Juvenile Feeling
*A one-man show
*be
"The chirping of cicadas is like the countdown bell outside the window, and the scores on the test paper are like the climbing vines.
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The white clouds are the kites flying in the blue sky, and youth are us running on the playground." - TFBOYS "The Remaining Summer"
Concept: Youth has no regrets