[The iceberg male god + the sunshine basketball top student on the logical top list × the warm and fresh Jasmine + the delicate girl with artistic talent]
"How I wish this was the youth that only belongs to the two of us. If so, then you must be smiling and looking at me now, waiting for me to hug each other and fall asleep."
Youth is a grand bloom of jasmine. In the tiny space made up of desks, in the setting sun chased by the ringing of school bells, a group of teenagers and girls are experiencing the pain and sweetness of growing up. There is unhesitating friendship, sour and ignorant love, misunderstandings, and warm redemption. The protagonists clumsily learn to love and be loved in a mixture of laughter and tears, trying to grasp the hem of youth. When the wind of graduation season blows away the familiar faces, those thoughts that could not be expressed to the mouth and the hands that could not be held tightly have become the warmth deep in the memory. Looking back, I am surprised that what I miss most is perhaps the pure heartbeat of looking only at "you" among the noisy crowd.
Reader comments
Youth campus, green and sweet love. The vitality and youthfulness revealed in the novel are enviable. I really like the author's generous descriptions. Give it five stars, add it to your bookshelf, and enjoy it slowly.
Youth campus, green and sweet love. The vitality and youthfulness revealed in the novel are enviable. I really like the author's generous descriptions. Give it five stars, add it to your bookshelf, and enjoy it slowly.