Is it lucky or unfortunate to meet the most beautiful person at the most beautiful age?
Jiang Siji: I miss that summer very much. If you also think of the sweet fragrance of flowers in the courtyard, just
Turn your head and look at the sky. Maybe there are no stars like the sea, maybe there are less cicadas chirping in the mulberry forest, or even summer
The sky has already withered in the years, it doesn't matter that the flowers have bloomed, our past is still sweet.
Mu Tao Li: The wind chimes are ringing, and I am wandering... Silly or not, if I say goodbye, I will never see you again...
Intent: Memories of youth, reminiscences of beauty and regret.