It will be fine tomorrow, because he knows from which direction the wind is blowing.

This kind of love is only once in a lifetime.

Ye Peng, a man who can tell time even without a watch, a man who can recognize 88 constellations on the grassland, a man who can shoot like a dead shot, a man who can bend over and stretch for his beloved woman, and a man who can do almost anything.

Cheng Jia, a woman sitting on the roof smoking alone in the middle of nowhere, a woman who helped the shy young man Nima to show her love boldly, a woman who was shot without saying a word, and a woman who finally knew what love was because of Ye Peng.

Where there is wind, you will think of Ye Peng, as tough as a strong wind;

Where there is the sea, you will think of Cheng Jia, as soft as the sea.

I still remember that an oblique blue sky rose between his fingers and the eagle was shuttling.

He said to the eagle, "Cheng Jia, tomorrow will be a fine day."

If he agrees, of course he will,

Because-he knows which direction the wind is coming from.