The rotten fireworks exploded into the clouds, and finally fell into the soil and turned into dust, and gradually calmed down.
Nanfang wants to see the mountains and flowers outside and bring back his own little house. He wants to decorate his own nest... I wonder if he can bring back a warm cradle...
One day, he said to the cradle, I will accompany you. Cradle also knows that the South needs a warm embrace.
Under the roof, they made a vow...
Concept: The process of fireworks is also the youth here