Limit 500 words. "Can I marry you when I grow up?" The girl raised her face and looked expectantly at the boy in front of her.
"Well -" the young man thought for a moment and then frowned and replied "Not good"
"Why?" The girl's big eyes were filled with tears, and her tone was full of grievance and sadness.
"Because I want to marry you first." The young man's dark eyes looked at the girl firmly.
On the hillocks in the suburbs, the green grass rippled all over the ground, and the willow branches swayed and danced in the wind. The girl looked at the boy with tears in her eyes, and the boy looked back at the girl with a smile.
The time is just right, I have you in this life.