When I Met Xi Zhi

The moment we meet, happiness comes This is the youth of a group of people, unfolding slowly and delicately with the neon lights of Shibuya and the red leaves of Kyoto as the backdrop. About books and people, paintings and colors, keys and melodies, pitching and recording, about those moments seen in the long stream of water. All encounters are not accidental - opening a book, hearing a melody, throwing a ball, uttering a sentence are giving a small part of yourself to the world, and the world will pass it on to another person. This is how jubilee comes.