She followed the sound and saw a young man in white clothes. The sunlight fell on his face, making him exquisite and exquisite. He looked up, and what caught her eyes was a look of clarity and astonishment. "Hello, is this seat occupied?" "What a bad introduction," she muttered to herself as she took her schoolbag he picked up. Inadvertently, she touched his slender, clean hand with a cool warmth. This time it was her turn to be stunned. She looked up at him, as if she were seeing a beam of light coming through when God opened the door of hope. This beam of light illuminated her lackluster years of youth. With just one glance, she would never be able to neglect her life.
Intention: Maybe we can't see all the vast green mountains in this life, but if we can meet the right person, we will live up to the three thousand flowers.