Slow Shutter Speed

The seventeen-year-old cicada crashed into the corner of the corridor, and Lin Ye used his camera to freeze Su Xiaotang's smile for the first time. From sharing a wrong question book, secretly passing notes during evening self-study, to handkerchiefs handed out at sports events, the figures side by side in the dusk photography club, and the heartbeats of boys and girls, they are hidden in every small and tender daily life. They passed the college entrance examination together, entered university hand in hand, and went from being young roommates to formal lovers. After graduation, we crowded into a small rental house, ate a bowl of hot noodles together, and weathered the difficulties of starting a business, the concerns of our family, and the trials and tribulations of life together. Friends are always by their side, family members gradually understand, and through all the storms, they never let go of each other's hands. From school uniforms to suits, from classrooms to small homes, from youth to daily necessities. There is no earth-shattering bloodshed, only a steady flow of sincerity and a human touch full of fireworks. This is a long journey that begins in school and ends with the rest of life. It is also the most ordinary and touching youth love.