Crazy midsummer
The morning light climbed onto the mottled beams of the carriage, and Pei Tingfeng's 28-inch large truck carrying a swaying orange soda shattered the chirping cicadas under Su Huanyan's window. The two teenagers stepped on the rhythm of the rotating bicycle chain and swept the corners of their school uniforms into the hot wind - they crossed the faded graffiti on the old city wall, chased the splashing rainbow in the heavy rain, and rang the bicycle bell into the clearest poetry of youth.
Miracles are growing in every inch of land that the wheels run over: the densely packed coordinates on the carriage beams are the mountains and seas we want to reach together; the painkillers and paintbrushes hidden in the carriage basket are each other's softest secrets. When the wind and rain of reality tried to block the wheels, they held each other's hands tightly and let the bicycles break through the fog and blossom into stubborn flowers in the mud.
This crazy summer will eventually become a road sign that will never fade. Those unfinished longings and unfinished roads have turned into twinkling stars in the ruts, guiding the young people to run to wider distances - and love and courage will always grow wildly under the turning wheels.
Intention: Young people use courage as a wheel to save each other in the mud, ride their imperfect youth into a hopeful distance, and interpret the power of passionate growth and never-give-up companionship.