That summer + there were singing cicadas + there was a scorching sun + there was a young man named Shen Luopuo
The joy of youth is like a rough storm+ coming with fierce force+ also like the love of a young man that cannot be stopped
But how can adolescent boys understand love? There is no banquet in the world that lasts forever
When I look back, all that is left are the dilapidated houses that were destroyed after the heavy rain.
Intention: As soon as Hou Men entered the sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.