[Campus Romance] [A Love Story from School Uniforms to Wedding Dress]
The breeze gently kisses the weathered old wall
Roses grow wild, hiding innocent, uncertain glances
His smile warms the chill of her autumn
Osmanthus petals drift onto the desk
Through gaps in the leaves, their gazes meet
Blue skies and drifting clouds beyond the window
Her heart sways gently with the breeze
Years later
The breeze passes through the old lanes
Warm aromas waft from the cafe
In the shop window, their figures appear, leaning close
The warmth of days gone by flows quietly on
Very sweet, I recommend it