In this world, everyone is an island, standing alone, surrounded by the ocean, so lonely and boundless, but there will always be someone coming for you to meet you on the island.
Zhou Zixing has always been grateful to that young man for meeting her on her isolated island. He also wants to thank those vivid figures in his memory, just like the innocent and carefree girl time, such a beautiful summer, and such poetry.
Time is really fair. It erases all good and bad memories. Those long-lasting indifference and inferiority, as well as the occasional warmth and tenderness, have the right to not need to be explained.
Intention: Remember the pain of the past and live in the present