Those years were like a gloomy heavy rain. She walked on the muddy road, holding an umbrella and unable to see the end. Just when she was about to despair, a butterfly disguised as a leaf suddenly flew to her side. It led her forward, and her world became brighter from then on.
My dear friend, if you were happy, I would cry before you.
I would like to dedicate this article to my Gu Nanxun.
Concept: youth, fairy tale, regret, montage