Have you ever met someone who gave you warmth like the blue sky and white clouds when you were young? Have you ever loved someone who gave you enthusiasm like the first bloom of kapok when you were young?
If you have met such a warm person when you were young, then please remember to cherish him. If you have loved such a person when you were young, then please believe that there will be spring flowers in love.
And the accident I wrote is just a past event buried deep in my heart. The love in those youths and the courage in those youths are like the proud vines of our youth, grabbing the tail of our youth and telling stories of the past, a misty rain in the romantic moon, a meeting on a stranger's road, a love that passes by in a moment, blooming enchantingly in our youth, blooming as brightly and brightly as kapok.