Hurriedly, I went on the road of rolling Yu again. It rained all the time. I walked on this road which I had walked back and forth for more than 300 times, and I was familiar with it and listened to the sound of rain outside the car window, seeing the wiper blowing crazily, the
Time passed quickly, and the carefree little boy who liked to watch the blue sky suddenly turned into a young man who was wandering and didn’t know where to go. Something was always stirring in his heart. Dream, I want to hold your hand so that I can follow you to wander in the world.