In my life, I have been tempted many times and fallen in love many times, but I didn't understand what love was. Until the locust trees in Linchuan were full of branches, I walked through the mountain mist without knowing the season, and saw the man in the small building.
To use a common saying, at that time, I just thought it was an ordinary, ordinary emotion, because seeing such a young man, my heart was ordinary, because of the locust flowers and mountain fog, his eyes moved, he looked at me, full of smile, slightly bowed, no, no, happy, like.