We met her on a warm summer day, when a light rain in the evening after the opening ceremony washed away the remaining warmth on the ground, the water vapor transpired, and in the hazy atmosphere was the setting sun that was a mixture of vermilion and bright yellow. She held an umbrella and stretched out her hand to her who was embarrassed in the rain: "How about we hold it together." She looked at her under the hazy floral umbrella and thought for no reason: It really looks like a daisy.
This is a story about friendship. The prototype of Cui Wei is a friend of mine. Now we are in different places, but we are still connected. I hope we can still be good in a long, long time. If we get separated in the end, remembering each other can be the best version of each other.
Purpose: Youth, anti-school violence