In middle school, Yi Bai Qing met Jian Mingming, who had just transferred to another school. She was sunny and cheerful, but he could only study hard.
Memories of boyhood
Fourteen years old, the intersection where the two separated
She smiled brightly, waved to him and said, "Classmate Yi, see you tomorrow!"
She took him to the temple and made a promise: "May the Buddha bless me, may my classmates be safe, and may all their wishes come true."
Fifteen years old, fireworks fill the sky on New Year's Eve
She smiled and said to him: I like winter, and I like winter with you even more."
On her birthday when she was sixteen years old, he sang to her A, B, C and D. He sang, "How can you and I live apart, how can we bear it, and how can we be like A, B, C and D again?"
She asked him: "Ayi, you are so good to me, what should I do if we separate in the future? "
He said to her: "We will never separate, I will always be with you."
Seventeen years old under the sycamore tree
She said to him: "Classmate Yi, can we go to Beijing to study at university together?" I know there is a delicious strawberry cake over there, let's go eat it together, okay?"
She always said: "Ayi, after the exam, how about we go see the scenery in various places together?"
But because of the accident when they were 18, the two had a big fight.
She said to him: Yi Baiqing, you are really annoying and I never want to see you again."
In the 10 years after they separated, he went to visit various places for her. He would go to Beijing every New Year's Eve, but he couldn't find her.
In the end, he lost her. He could never find the 18-year-old Jian Mingxing again.
On her wedding day he sang A, B, C and D for the last time
"Simple and clear. People always have to look forward. Yi Baiqing from the age of thirteen to twenty-eight will always like you, and it will be the same in the future."
It would be nice if some of the promises stayed in that summer
"Simple and clear, I wish you happiness"
Purpose: I would like to write this article to commemorate my secret love