Years are on the rise, youth, and redemption.
I want to have flowers blooming along the way, but I am afraid that the prosperity will be gone when I look back; I want to travel across the world, but I am afraid that I will have no direction at the end; I want to remember the beauty of this life, but I am afraid that I will be sad when I remember it.
Feng Luchu, a fantasy-loving academic girl, met Wei Nazhi, a sunny and gentle high school boy at the age of 12. She was in junior high school and he was in high school; she was confused and he was insipid; she suddenly lost contact and he could only move on. The 15 days of getting along was like a dream. It was obvious that the two of them had just begun to fall in love, but the next second they woke up from the dream, and the drama ended and they separated.
Five years have passed in a hurry, and perhaps neither of them realized that the memory of each other's emotions has taken root in their hearts. In the past five years, there has been transformation, watching, suffering, and madness... It was only after a long, long time that Feng Luchu understood that she had really been tempted that night, but her ignorance became the final gap in this relationship.
"No, you are the only little girl next to me." "First grade, I will wait for you to grow up." "Child, can you make me a wish?" "Who lied? I only said this to you (only to you)." "Children are not allowed to fall in love early. Brother will help you find a boyfriend when you grow up." "Child, I like you."
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We met again when she was in her senior year of high school. He, the older one, was cold, withdrawn, and emotionally closed off at first, while Wei Nanzhi was free-spirited and a little famous, but his features were still as gentle as when they first met.
The ardent pursuit of Feng Luchu by all kinds of lovers; Feng Luchu's indifference towards love; Wei Nanzhi's hidden love for Feng Luchu; and the young people's frivolousness and struggle for youth... Along with the story of the flower season, the wounds that the boy/girl did not want to be known are also exposed to the sun.
The south wind blows the young man's vows. Under the morning light, even if the first love is fruitless, even if the growth is hurt, I still want to walk with you in the mist and mist, listen to the heartbeat of the wind, and look at the sadness of the rain - just once.
This book is a story about you and me, based on my emotional experiences, in memory of my past regrets. I hope everyone can feel this healing while watching it.
Yours sincerely, Fantasy Poetry
Concept: As a young man, the stories of the flowering season and the rainy season are always bright and a little sad.
