Every girl, in her best years, has been deeply infatuated with a boy.
That boy may have a melancholy temperament, and his slender fingers can play moving music; he may be a warm-blooded and sunny boy, even in the cold winter, as long as he sees his warm smile, he can resist the invasion of the cold wave; or he may be a complete fool, standing downstairs in the dormitory in the heavy rain in early spring, just waiting for her forgiveness. You don't know if it's love, you just know that as long as he stands there, he can absorb all your eyes; you only know that it is the most beautiful and youthful time you have ever felt.
So even if we part ways, in the lonely days to come, I will share the short memories in my heart, and it will seem like the day of separation was still yesterday, which has become an encouragement and a comfort.
So you can keep going and take steps that are more determined and persistent than before.
It's not until you meet the person you've been with for the rest of your life that you know that it's not love…