I am a little peach tree, living in a barren and uninhabited land
Within a hundred miles, there are fallen flowers and dead trees.
Until one day, your arrival gave me renewed hope in life
Wherever the light reaches, the withered life gradually blooms
you are the sun,
It's the light that I can't reach
——Every one of your splendid looks became the most beautiful scenery I saw when I was running away.
Concept: The heartbeat of youth is like a gust of sea breeze. It seems calm, but in fact there is a turbulent undercurrent.
