The wind rises again,
Leaves fall to the ground,
The longing is more intense.
——"It's not just time that can't be returned."
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Autumn has arrived in Nancheng again. The leaves of the sycamore trees on Wutong Avenue have fallen, and the ground is filled with longing. Qi Yi still can't help but think of Zhou Shishang and the carefree and beautiful time of his youth.
Qi Yi×Zhou Shishang
Intention: We all need to live well and move forward