We met on campus, the sunset was just right, and the sunlight was slanting around you and me. There is a glimmer in the hair, each other in the eyes, and youth on the shoulders. We met in the sun, reunited in the sun, and separated in the sun. We met on campus and parted when the flowers fell. Youth comes like the wind and goes like dust. Looking back for a moment, you are still standing where you were at that time. The willows in the four seasons blew the girl's skirt in the wind, and it also shocked the emotions in my heart like before. Even though my youth has disappeared, I am glad that my love is still there.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
