At the age of 13, when I first met her, I felt a little cold in my heart!
14 Years old, accompanying me day and night, although secret love is painful, it can
I miss you every day!
15 Years old, last year, hard to see!
16 Years old, farewell!
Today, she and I have not seen each other for eight years.
I want to tell you that I have grown up!
There is a person, I tossed and turned for tens of thousands of nights, the image
Still clear!
There is her, I have been away for tens of thousands of days and nights, and I am back for her!
There is a me, who has been confused for several years, but my original intention remains unchanged!
I just love the teacher, but does she really love me? Really? Or fake? My teacher loves me too, but does she really love me? Love me? It's just that you came early, so I lived in your conspiracy until death slowly came and I was covered in bruises. I am your chess piece, she is my soul ferry...