Adolescence is like a beautiful garden of herbs. The refreshing fragrance attracts groups of boys and girls to come and watch. They fantasize that they can also meet people who love each other like the prince and princess in the fairy tale.
Young love is fragile after all. I think even if it is not heart-to-heart love, it can plant a rose in each other's hearts. However, when I woke up from the dream of the prince kissing the princess, I realized that love never came.
It turns out that the so-called love is just the shadow of our first love left in each other's lives, and then we can truly grow up.