When we are teenagers, we cannot imagine what we will be like in middle age. We think that we will never grow old and that our youthful look will last until the day we say goodbye to the world. But when wrinkles creep up to the corners of the eyes, when the fat on the body can no longer be tucked into the corners of the skirt. Only then did we realize that time is so ruthless. So, we hold our bodies that are no longer young and recall those youthful years.
Youth, the thing we cared least about, has become the best memory of our lives. Whether happy or sad, they should be remembered.
Hello, Mr. Jiang. Do you remember our past?
Concept: Friendship and love that rural girls encounter while growing up