First love, a budding feeling in the best years and seasons. It blooms slowly like the stamens of a flower. With the nourishment of affection and the concentration of sweetness, it will bloom wildly on a certain day, blooming to its most beautiful. However, no matter how bright the fireworks are and how enchanting the peonies are, they will one day disappear and wither.
In the most beautiful years, I was lucky enough to meet you, and you made me fall in love with you like a fool. It was you who taught me "first love" and led me into "love". It was just an accident that I met you, but at the right time, I met the right person like you, so that I was immersed in this unspeakable first love.
Just a back view and a casual look. From now on, no matter where you are, I can quickly search for you in the crowd.
H, you may not know what you mean to me, but I am still grateful to you. Thank you for your appearance and giving me such a simple and happy secret love first love in my life. Thank you!