[Song Shen and I met in early summer, so my memories of him are always accompanied by the moist breeze, the lazy chirping of cicadas in the evening, the shadows of trees full of green sprouts, and the constant rain in Jiangcheng every April.
"Did you hear what they just said about me? Gushenshaxing."
"You are a lucky star."
"What?"
"Shadow, I don't know how the world sees you, but to me, you are a lucky star, the kind that can bless people."
"Shadow, don't stop, don't lower your head, don't close your eyes, don't be afraid that you will fall, I will always be behind you."
Unruly boy*little lone star
He, Xiaosaoyiqing
Intention: Youth is flamboyant and dazzling, the four seasons rotate, and early summer remains unchanged