Growing up is a slow goodbye.

Everyone left one by one with the time of day.

Youth is a dream.

When we were kids, we always wanted to grow up quickly, grow up quickly. As everyone knows, it turns out that there will be so many troubles when you grow up. In this dream, if there is you, then I don't want to wake up......

Youth may be a movie.

One day the curtain will end, close, thank you for watching, the audience leaves, only you and me. As long as the final outcome is yours, it's okay to be later.

Youth or a play.

People play different roles, they seem to be the same, but they are unique, just like you hiding in the grass, waiting for the green leaves to show you, that, your innate beauty.

Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses.

Since you have chosen my plums, you will be my man from now on.

Red lips and white teeth touch up and down, what nonsense?

There were ups and downs along the way, and he never thought of giving up.

He wants her to open her eyes and look at him, and change herself little by little for her.

"Please take a good look at me!"

Do you regret falling from the peak to the bottom, all your efforts were in vain?

"As long as I have you, I don't regret anything."

What's the use of being nostalgic now?

Can't go back?

Then look at the present and look to the future!

I like you, my girl.

It's a dream, a strange dream. I dreamed that the boy and the girl in my dream had gone through all kinds of ups and downs before finally walking hand in hand. The boy went all the way forward, facing the teacher's reprimand, the threat of punishment, and the notice of expulsion, and just wanted to run to her, that, shining all the way. The girl is always so high up and out of reach, she treats everything coldly, separates external things, keeps a self, and is closed and imprisoned, but in reality there will always be people who break the convention, break out of the enchantment, and embrace her in their arms.

"Can you smile?"

"Why waste expressions?"

Time does not stay for a moment for some of our mundane trivialities, and opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

As a Madahar, can he chase the "starry" girl in his eyes through hard work? She is naturally independent and excellent, can she break all silence and greet his "silly" boy? Is it a natural pair or a big couple, and then continue the fate of childhood sweethearts or go their separate ways?

"Hello, my independent girl."

"Hello, my fool boy."

Fool boy Situ Zhengze

Independent girl Ye Tong

The love of childhood sweethearts does not come from the sky.

The road is narrow,

Yin Xilan, Chang Miao

"Chang Sanshui!"

"Yin Dalan!"

As fate would have it, you were my nemesis.