Whose Sky Is Guarding?

That spring, I met her. Just like the spring in J City, it passed by in an instant. That summer, I fell into missing her. Just like the summer in J city, the craze is getting more and more intense. In the autumn of that year, we got to know each other, just like the autumn in J city, what we saw were fallen leaves and what was left was warmth. The winter of that year when we got along was like the winter in J city, cold and joyful. In the second year, I fell into confusion. Should I start a new beginning or continue to protect? Time does not give people too many choices and explanations. We are graduating. I was 16 that year and she was also 16. They are all 16 years old. Several years later, I still keep my memories on campus and continue to guard the sky of that year.