May the Summer Last Forever and Never Fall Again

A year ago, I made an appointment with a guy. But he didn't come to the appointment. One year, early summer, sycamore trees. On the tree, the branches and leaves are in disorder, the flowers are blooming just right, and there is a girl hidden. Under the tree, the ground was covered with shade, the dew was thick and the wind was cool, and there stood a young man. She was ashamed to say that she couldn't remember which article by everyone she was memorizing at that time, but she could only remember that the boy wore a white lining, black pants, white sneakers, a school uniform cover, and a pretty face. The wind blew, and he raised his head to receive a handful. It's really bright and clear. Intention: Two people do not meet each other