When she was 13 years old, she saw him for the first time. He was fighting with others on the playground.
When she was 14 years old, she fell in love early with him.
When she was 15 years old, she traveled through time on the back seat of his bicycle, watching the four seasons of greenness
When she was 17 years old, she fell in love and met him in the playground where she first met him.
When she was 18 years old, she went to a strange city to study, and she was completely separated from him.
When she was 22 years old, she finally felt relieved. Ten years later, she disappeared...
Looking up, where is the person who first pulled my heartstrings?
Ups and downs of joy and sorrow, only to realize that staying where you are can't wait for the belated promise
Looking back, you are not you, I am not me, who is singing in the dim light
The years are quiet, it turns out that there is always a warm embrace around me, holding my hand and telling me that we will grow old together.