When the chirping of cicadas filled the blazing summer, Hu Li met Pu Tao.
One is like the light at noon in midsummer, too hot to hide my thoughts; the other is like a charcoal fire on a cold night in the twelfth lunar month, with surging heat wrapped in the ashes. They memorized words under the same tree shade, secretly shared grape-flavored "hard jellybeans" during evening self-study during a power outage, and wrote their unspoken thoughts into the shared "happy recorder."
Some people say that youth is the wilderness, so they held hands and looked into each other's eyes, making every step a rush. Those notes hidden in the pockets of school uniforms, the side by side at the end of the corridor, and the countless "I'll accompany you", are like the unquenched fire in The Theory of Six Kingdoms, weakly but stubbornly illuminating each other's world.
It turns out that the so-called no boundaries are just that when you walk towards me, all the boundaries in the world quietly melt away.
Purpose: With a youthful and pure two-way journey, it is interpreted that "passing on the fire from generation to generation" is not only the weight of history, but also the power of two souls to grow together and illuminate each other in the warmth of each other - love has no boundaries, and it is an unbounded wilderness that allows each other to become more complete selves.
[Orange Candy] Come on, come on!