The cicadas are chirping in mid-summer, and the top and bottom of the list are dependent on each other.
She is the cool and taciturn number one in her grade, and he is the flamboyant and dazzling number two in ten thousand years.
They were rivals on parallel lines, but they were put into the same classroom by fate.
The heartbeat is hidden in the comments next to the wrong question, hidden in the lowered heads of people passing by,
I cared about something that I hid for a long time before I dared to admit it.
They went from stranger to familiarity, from alienation to bondage,
I thought we would spend three years together and go to a distant place together.
Little did he know, that hot summer,
The ending has already been quietly written.
The river water pushes the boat forward, and the light boat moves along the river.
That midsummer was still hot,
It's just that she and that boy are no longer there.
Concept: The most touching thing about youth is not the happy ending but the serious encounter and sincere companionship.
