Summer is lingering, dreamy shadows are floating around
Youth should be impulsive, but it hides a lot. It hides the sprouting in my heart just to see you in the best state.
We meet for various reasons, but where is our end point?
"I will hold the pen in my left hand and hold you in my right hand for you. I will live up to my youth, let alone you." For this sentence, he practiced calligraphy until early in the morning every day, and she made progress every night...
Whose ponytail swept your eyes? Who folded a pile of paper stars but didn't dare to send them away? Who let go of the thousand paper cranes? Who sealed the white envelope with a red heart?
"You're the only one I can't hear"
"That's such an honor"
Concept: Youth campus, pure love