A class reunion was full of regrets about the fragrance of gardenia - White Moonlight. Walking melancholy on the street, a cute girl as sweet as an orange breaks into Xia Yu's life. The moonlight at night and the willow leaves by the lake have faded away from the fragrance of gardenias.
The scratches on the watch gradually faded, and the pen with a new nib was finally treasured.
There was only one orange candy in his pocket.
Intention: Make it clear that happiness is in the present, and the white moonlight is both a memory and a blessing