"We have a good fate, we are in the same class."
The chirping of summer cicadas fills my ears, the day is full of excitement, the shade of the trees is thick, and the corners of the blue and white school uniforms are fluttering in the summer wind. Wen Zhixian discovers for the first time that someone can really wear the school uniforms like the private clothes of celebrities.
That piece of clothing in the midsummer of that year burst into her eyes so unexpectedly, and then unexpectedly occupied her entire youth.
Intention: Make up for my youth(?)