Zhang Zhenyuan has a delicate mind, is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Attack × Song Yaxuan is unruly and undisciplined, straightforward and dares to enter. Accept
Both of them are essentially proud and capable academic masters, but Zhang Zhenyuan's "arrogance" is hidden in his composure, while Song Yaxuan's "arrogance" is exposed in his looseness. This contrast in personality also makes their "tit-for-tat" more tense.
Song Yaxuan's perspective
I always feel that Jang Jin-won is the star that hangs in my youth.
On the rooftop of the campus when he was seventeen years old, he lowered his head to help me sort out the notes that had been blown by the wind. The temperature of his fingertips across the pages was hotter than the sunset. In the corridor after evening study hall, he would silently put warm milk into my hand, and the tenderness in his eyes was like stars falling into his eyes.
He was never a dazzling presence, but he paved the way forward for me with his steady light - he accepted the unsolvable math problems, the nervousness and anxiety on the stage, and the occasional low mood with a tolerant attitude.
To me, he is the King of Stars, the most steadfast light in my long youth, and I am willing to be the moon chasing the light, following his trajectory, letting the light and starlight embrace each other, and turning every moment and companionship on campus into the tenderness of dependence year after year.
Zhang Zhenyuan's perspective
Song Yaxuan is the clearest moon in my youth.
On the day he came back, he was standing at the door of the classroom with his guitar in his arms. The sun fell on his hair, as vivid as a river filled with stars.
Later, when we were at the same table, he would quietly push the orange soda into my hand, give me mints when I stayed up late to study questions, and look at me with bright eyes to share daily trivial matters.
His appearance was like a ray of light, illuminating my slightly dull youth, giving warmth to the comments in the wrong question book, and giving sweetness to the evening breeze on the playground.
I would like to be his guardian star, accompany him to grow with tiny pieces of light, watch him shine on the stage, and accompany him through the morning light and evening stars on campus.
The stars and the moon are in the same orbit, and the light is accompanying them. This two-way companionship is the most precious poem in my youth.
Purpose: Use the campus light to write about the tacit understanding and bond between young people that illuminate each other.
