An unnamed country, an unnamed boy.
As straightforward as she is, as handsome as him.
The beautiful years should bloom like flowers.
But he was born at the wrong time, and his fate was tightly tied.
That year, there was so much sadness, love and hate.
How to see the rainbow clearly in the wind and rain.
How can the shadow under the eyes disappear.
Countless pasts, countless sorrows.
It will eventually come and it will also dissipate.
Many years later,
It is still an unnamed country.
Just,
That year will never be forgotten.
Student Party, the time for updating articles is uncertain, and the writing style is also poor.
But I still hope someone can support me, thank you.