My heart began to be confused for no reason again.
I don't remember when it was, but my seemingly ordinary life was filled with unknown emotions. Seeing the first fallen leaves of autumn slowly floating down, imprinted in the afterglow of the setting sun, just like my lonely face...
I haven't been to the library for a long time. I like military, history and current affairs and politics... I still remember that when I first came to this school, I would sit alone in the journal room in the library for a long time for the first time, as quiet as if I was the only one in the world... Unfortunately, I have never been to the study room in the library. In fact, I hate any activity by one person in public places, and I feel strongly unwilling to do so. Why am I alone...
I have never sat on any stone chair in the school apartment, and I feel like a fool sitting there alone. God knows when a pair of loving mandarin ducks will appear on the chair next to them...
My heart is inexplicably turbulent, mixed with the resentment between spring and summer, and the extra excitement outside the window, resulting in a weak baby--sorrow...