When the sun and the moon are born, they flourish in the sky, and all my happiness will be returned to me. Because I happened to meet you, I never saw Wushan again. If one day we meet again... I wrote this paragraph and then deleted it word by word. The glass is clear, and regret and relief are brewing at the same time. When Orange is glorious, can we meet again?
Concept: Youth is a moment composed of countless joys and regrets.