In the shadow of the parasol tree in the teaching building, there is a heartbeat that I dare not say; the gardenia on the pencil case is the gentlest foreshadowing of youth. From the hair-pulling jokes to the love of 520 stars, in the end, all they got was "be friends". The fragrance of gardenia spreads throughout the third year of junior high school, but my love ends in midsummer and is hidden in the fleeting years.
Intention: The three views are of the same frequency, and the temperament is complementary. There is no need to smooth the edges and corners, just use softness to complement the warmth, and flexibility to protect the sweetness, so as to live in a way that is most suitable for each other.
