"When the roses climb up the walls again and the sycamores bloom again, we will meet again."
In Liyuan City in late autumn, the fragrance of osmanthus lingers. The sycamore tree that I have been looking for at night is like your touch of autumn water. Its roots are undefeated.
Meet you under the parasol tree
Purpose: Follow the footsteps of the party and strive to be an outstanding young man
