Rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, holding an umbrella, rubbing shoulders, raising head, falling flowers
Snow falls in Switzerland. Close your eyes on the bridge. Nothing is you. Nothing is not you.
"Hello, classmate."
"I love you, Chen Jing."
From now on, every time it snows in the south of the Yangtze River, I will come back to see you.
Intention: forget