I have a friend named Gu Yi. I said your name is poisonous. Gu Yi, you must have done it on purpose. It would be interesting to write this name into a novel. He shouted, you must write me in. I agreed. Dig this hole with your own hands.
I met a boy who played me a piano piece; I met a boy who wrote me an acrostic poem. However, I am ignorant of feelings and let us miss each other. I hope you are not.