[The limit of a lover is the twenty-four bridges under the moonlit night, which maintains its silence even when the wind is silent. ]
In that vague golden summer, the Qin family in the capital, which was surrounded and suppressed by major aristocratic families and declared bankrupt, was the strong background of farewell to Qin Zheng.
Qin Zheng left the capital, followed his parents' arrangements, and went to live with his distant relatives alone.
The poor and backward Qinghe couldn't compare to the precious land in Beijing, the No. 7 Middle School with weak teachers couldn't compare to the rich heritage of Capital College, and the rental house worth 3,000 yuan was not as good as the Qionglou Yuyu with tens of millions per square meter.
In this strange land, Qin Zheng has no wealth, no power, and no past glory. Even his parents and siblings are far away in Haicheng, but he has the first peace and freedom in his life.
In Qinghe, he can do whatever he wants, and finally no longer cares about the Qin family's complicated family rules and the perfect persona packaged in small packages. He is himself.
The backwardness of villages and towns filled the vacancy of Qin Zheng's fear of social interaction, and also opened his barrier to nature.
Every weekend, Qin Zheng would go to Chengshan in the suburbs. A SLR camera, a small yellow native dog, and an arrogant and awkward kitten were the only three things he had in Qinghe.
The dog's tail grass on the slopes of Chengshan Mountain sways every year, but in the three years since Qin Zheng was here, they swayed the most fiercely and for the longest time.
But later the boy's ashes were buried, the girl's tears poured out, the puppy had nowhere to call home, and the mountain was plunged into cold summer forever.
The dogtail grass roaming the mountains no longer sways, and the teenagers with cameras, puppies, and kittens no longer arrive.
Purpose: Show simple and pure love in a small county town