Deep longing, an innocent heart,
thoughts showing in a furrowed brow, timidity and shyness in her eyes.
A lively campus, a quiet affection, a fledgling love, a lasting memory.
She likes him. It was love at first sight, for no reason at all, even though she had never met him.
He doesn't know she exists, from the beginning of the story to its end...
Maybe one day, he'll suddenly turn around and open his arms to her.
Maybe one day, she'll throw caution to the wind and smile at him with ease.
Maybe one day, they'll pass each other by and leave with a smile.
^.^ I wrote this to commemorate my high school days, and... that silhouette in my heart!
Brothers and sisters, please share your opinions, as precious as agate, pearls, diamonds, and jade!
Thank you!
*Bows
From Zhao'er
There are too many symbols and it's a bit dizzying.