The dream of youth is as gorgeous as the morning glow. Open fantasy dreams with tireless eyes. Fold your flower season into a bunch, emitting the warm dream source of future youth and your lively and crystal eyes. Sprinkle a string of notes of wild chrysanthemums, let laughter and songs ring, let the dream source of youth and your sincerity inject fresh rain into your heart, and let the barren spiritual wasteland green. The journey of spring drives the time and space of fate, leaving no regrets in life. The dream source of youth and your enthusiasm put mother's wishes into Ming Che's eyes like a stream to be baptized by wind, frost, rain and snow for a thousand times. For tomorrow, we have no regrets, so our songs begin to bear the sunshine of the years, clear away the thoughts of youth, and plant beautiful expectations and dreams with our most chic image.
Please accept it, thank you!