During the three years of high school, in the hearts of Yifanxing, most of the memories were like chalk dust on the podium that was blown away in the wind, and no trace could be found. The back of the young man in school uniform leaning on the railing and looking up at the sky becomes increasingly clear as time goes by.
After a long time, he asked him: "Do you know why I like roses?" He looked at him and shook his head. He smiled: "Because the little prince has a beginning and an end to it, and so do I to you."
——Shen Donggu is the treasure of hundreds of millions of stars, and it lasts ten years like one day.
Concept: youth, campus, growth