Perhaps it is the fate that is destined in the dark, let us meet and know each other at that ignorant age, let us taste the original youth and sweetness of life, let us be happy and sad in the hazy love. It's just that the red dust is rolling, and no one can see the mystery of the fate of life, and no one can escape the fact that fireworks in the world are easy to cold and easy to separate. When we have not yet been able to deeply understand the meaning of love and cannot face life alone, we have to face the reality of Labor and Yan flying apart. In the face of separation, young people are finally at a loss, and can only let the heartache turn into silent teardrops, and can only let the thoughts turn into bone-deep memories.

Walking through youth, through the years, through that firework-like brilliant day, we also stepped out of each other's sight. In the time of drifting away, some people disperse as they walk, and some feelings fade away. Once warm and beautiful, once missed and hurt are also scabs into scars, once "first love" has also become a symbol of memory. In this way, in the story of time and shade, in the ocean of time and space, we become the most familiar strangers.