At night, in order to find peace of mind, in this scattered and complicated time, I scatter a piece of net basket, carefully capture a butterfly, a star, a mountain spring, and finally capture you, banish the butterfly and fly towards you, scatter the stars all over the sky, let the wind blow a wisp of flower fragrance, and bloom all over the mountains and plains.
The rain has just fallen, wetting your clothes, dripping on the eaves, and on the tips of your hair as you pass by. The crystal droplets hang on your eyelashes and eyebrows, and your eyes have the beauty of winter mist - life is like summer flowers in the twilight.
Concept: Youth Campus