The person I loved when I was young was always the best. I had to work hard, pursue, fight and love for this so that I would not regret it.
I want to reminisce these fragmentary thoughts layer by layer, blend them into ink, and rub them into the depths of my memory. When they mature, they will bloom over time, soothe my heart and enrich my life. Make a beautiful wish, face the bright sunshine, turn your thoughts into a dream pen, outline a beautiful picture, absorb the fresh breath of life, and feel like a spring breeze.