This is a story about summer, family and memories.

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As the times rushed past away like flood,  we have transformed from a child to a youth in a complex era. While people are growing up, they are constantly being flooded with all kinds of information from society. Our thinking is more and more complicated, and more and more problems are being considered. A lot of innocence, pure things are getting farther and farther away from life. When I was still in my childhood, I didn't realize the superiority of that period. Even I felt that I should not be a child. When I discovered the beauty of my childhood, I was already a grown-up. The adult world that we are facing today is in a hurry; the world I am going to pursue has become my ideal. I have always believed that the true ideal of man is the thing that one is obsessed with in a relatively simple period. We liked and infatuated a lot during our teenage years, but as the years passed and people grew up, they gradually forgot, until they were attracted by life and urged to think about the meaning of life, then suddenly felt how important it was to be obsessed. Something that I have been obsessed with, some people and groups I have been obsessed with, and even a certain period of time have gradually emerged in the trivial time of my life.

I was played a happy character role in my childhood, joy, quiet, wild, and a sense of drowsiness. I borrowed the feelings of this season to express the people and things in my life and in the present. They are fragments of my life, and I am their passing passenger. And the days are like this, the fragments appear and superimpose constantly. This season's life makes me feel natural and will not let me think about the complexity of society, nor do I need to criticize myself. The faint feeling makes me pay more attention to the details of life, and will not make a problem in society become my trouble.