The September wind carried the fragrance of gardenia flowers into the classroom. When Li Yuwei wrote in the textbook, "Beautiful colors are heavy in the world, Xi Shi is peaceful for a long time." Zhou Yuchu, who was at the back table, was secretly drawing her back on the draft paper.
He is a dazzling young man, and she is a restrained girl. The two originally parallel lines quietly intersected in the summer when they were seventeen.
It turns out that the most touching thing in youth is not poetry, but that when I was writing your name, I just raised my head and ran into your eyes.
Concept: The most delicate heartbeat of youth is hidden in the unexpected and trivial daily life