The teaching buildings in the south are full of poetry and romance, and are covered with a layer of golden color under the setting sun. Silhouettes of one or two people walking side by side, wandering somewhere on campus. Sometimes they were joking, sometimes they were joking. The boy and his unique love and joy give it to everyone and bring it to everyone. I can't help myself, and I don't want to end here.
Intention: Feel the wanton growth of young people
