In the years of youth, we are always blooming with brilliance, and every bit of us is interpreted in the campus. In youth, we are all young, and the analysis of feelings is just an unknown throbbing, but in this wanton youth, When we are young, frivolous and confused, we follow our inner selves and like to admire someone. The feelings gradually arise, as if a beam of light shines into our time. I think this is beautiful and will become a lingering memory in this unfinished youth.
Concept: campus youth