In that history class seven years ago, I borrowed a textbook from the boy in the next class.
From then on, my entire youth was occupied by him.
Clumsy approach, secret joy,
The look at each other at the end of the corridor, the holding of hands on the way to school,
The heartbeat hidden behind the curtains and beside the flower stand,
These are all our youthful passions that no one knows about.
We obviously didn't do anything wrong,
But in the eyes of the adults, they were forced to separate.
I deleted my friends and lost contact. Four years passed by.
I thought that summer had long been blown away by the wind.
Until the day he graduated as an undergraduate,
I sent a group message saying Happy Graduation.
Somewhat exciting, from the beginning,
It is destined to be taken back by the wind again.
Purpose: Using real youth as the background, record a growth story from youthful first love to reunion after a long separation, conveying the warm belief that "the heartbeat of youth will not be blown away by time, and we will still meet again after going round and round", allowing readers to see their own youth and regrets in the story.