I believe many people have it, puppy love. This is a very sensitive word. Not only will it be condemned by teachers and opposed by parents, but it will also suffer from the pressure of study and the troubles of life. In the end, you will find that puppy love is really terrible.
Is it true that the love of youth cannot last forever? What is our attitude toward love when we are young and frivolous? How to persevere in puppy love? Will love in adolescence be like a flower that starts out very gorgeous but eventually withers to the point where it is no longer as good as grass?
There is never an exact answer to this question. But my Mr. Wu said: "When we hold hands, it is an agreement. I will definitely fulfill the promise made by young people. My dear, this is love."
(PS: This is an adaptation of the author's true story. Please forgive me if the writing is not good. I am just writing about the little love affair between Mr. Wu and me. If you don't like it, please don't criticize it.)