Six years ago, September in the early autumn of the mountain city was the season when new students started school every year. She saw him for the first time that night under the dim street lights. She couldn't even remember his face at that time, but she didn't know that he would become someone she would never be able to let go of... How hard did it take to find the sweetness that you said would never fade away? What kind of ending was needed to be worthy of our wanderings along the way...
Intention: When you encounter love and step out, you will eventually achieve self-perfection