What are the limits of love? I guess at least it's not gender.
The chirping of cicadas in summer fills the ears like a clear spring. In that cheerful summer, I once fell in love with a boy who was as bright as a star.
The road ahead is confusing, and looking back there is no way to escape.
But no matter before or in the future, I always believe that as long as you work hard, you will definitely be happy.