I met such a person when I was young. Afraid that I would be unhappy during sports, I would jump halfway through the high jump and stop jumping altogether.
Someone put caterpillars into my guzheng stand. He ran over and beat the person up. Then he caught caterpillars all afternoon, thinking that he could catch them cleanly.
During nap time, I would insist on changing seats with my deskmate, and the teacher would always catch me copying the text.
It's strange that I still remember clearly even after a long time. Even now I still remember all the good things about you.
My heart longs for you like a deer longs for the stream.
So I want to write something for you, which is the ending I hope for.