The hot summer is coming with a bang, and you are like a breeze in the summer evening, coming from the glow, hiding the inconspicuous stars in your pocket, quietly blowing across the water, carrying a hint of coolness, stained with the fragrance of lotus, entangled in my hair, and finally got into my heart. From now on, any beautiful words are related to you, but they are not enough to describe you.
But summer will always leave, autumn will always come, you will always have to embrace the autumn scenery, and I will always lose you. It's such a pity that I can no longer hug you. But in fact, falling in love and embracing each other have never happened before you and me.
Concept: Secret love is a grand carnival