An encounter in the second grade of junior high school planted the seeds of love. After two years of being classmates, there was no mention of feelings. Who can understand the girl's thoughts? It was only after I graduated from junior high school that I realized what I had missed. By chance, I confessed my feelings. From then on, I fell into an inextricable suspicion. In the flowering season and the rainy season, I cannot say the age of love. Maybe, it is just a simple love. I don't like to say that this fleeting time is ridiculous, because this is life. Some things are stored in memories and do not want to be mentioned again, but no matter what, they are still there...