A documentary of the college years of a post-90s generation...
There is no halo background of super academics, and the school does not have the infinite scenery of first-tier city universities in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou...
But the love, study, and life in the ivory tower are still worth remembering for everyone who has experienced them. Here, youth is intertwined with confusion, high spirits are immersed in cowardice and sorrow, and poetry and distance imply anxiety and melancholy. Later, when you look at yourself at that time, you are just immature...
Now, the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. Everything is worth experiencing, worth remembering, and worth quietly cherishing in the softest place in my heart.
I also hope that everyone who has experienced it can have the ending and future of Andersen's fairy tale...
Concept: How should young people struggle and treat love correctly?