In early autumn when I was fourteen years old, the wind blew past the windowsill of the teaching building, and two girls with completely different personalities met. One is quiet and reserved, with a delicate mind, and is used to hiding emotions deep in his heart; the other is gentle and bright, sincere and enthusiastic, and always tolerates the other person's sensitivity with warmth. They have been side by side since their youthful days in junior high school, sharing a desk, spending countless evenings studying exams together, and sharing the purest time in their youth with each other. The days of young people are ordinary and trivial, but their unique tenderness is hidden everywhere. They endured the pressure of exams together, took walks on the playground together, and shared headphones, secrets, thoughts and trivial joys. Comfort each other when they are sad, support each other when they are confused, have someone to support and listen to each other. The panic, ignorance, unwillingness and joy of youth are all witnessed by each other. As time goes by, from junior high school to high school, year after year, they always walk together. There are thousands of spring scenes in the world, but the most precious spring scene for young people is always by their side. There is no need to be dramatic or earth-shattering, just long-term companionship, silent understanding, and companionship year after year. Time changes, the years grow up, and people around them come and go, but they have never been separated. It turns out that the best friendship is to meet when we are young and stay with each other year after year, and to give the tender spring of our youth to our only confidant year after year.
Concept: Sometimes friendship is more reliable than love