In the depths of time, you are as beautiful as first love. I like you like a street lamp in the middle of the night, a paper umbrella in the rain, and coffee when I'm sleepy. I can't let go, I can't wait, I can't bear it. You see that I like you so much, then can you wait for me, wait for me to understand, wait for me to distinguish right from wrong, wait for me to convince myself, wait for me to climb the cliff, wait for me to sew my chest to see you. I love you deeply, with poems, tears, and good times. I hope you who are reading my article will like it. The article update speed is slow, but the article is not abandoned. I'm currently editing an article, so you little cuties can take a look. Most of the plot has been modified.