In my memory, there always seems to be a balcony, and the silhouette of a piece of sunshine gilds the memories of the past. There is always that one person in the memories. Once I think of it, it is sweetness and smile. You never thought that, in fact, she would turn around and leave, and after leaving, she would come back like a child's play. In her round life, the rest of her life is waiting for a radius - to get rid of herself and look for the dawn...
