Ordinary, ordinary is her label. Was it luck or misfortune to meet him in the imperfect youth? The little throbs and thoughts in youth illuminated her life of low self-esteem. Although he was not perfect, he walked towards her firmly. Thank you for having you in my youth, and thank you for working so hard, and finally being able to stand side by side with you. ——Dedicated to every girl's youth.
Conception: