To this day, I still remember the girl named Lin Yueyi.
I remember her facing the old-fashioned telephone with green light in the dark corridor of the old dormitory, showing a poppy-like strange and sweet smile. I remember she pulled me to escape from the teaching building that was squeezing me, hid in the dormitory and secretly took out two bottles of wine. Her crimson face was like an intoxicating peach blossom in the sunset.
But what did you say to me when you called me to the rooftop that day? I almost can't remember it. I just remember you saying, "You will definitely forget me slowly." I said definitely not, so you smiled and pointed to the moon in the sky, "When I was a child, I believed that I was the moon princess, and the moon was my knight. He would always protect me, and I would always be his treasure." But we have grown up, learned a lot, and experienced a lot, and this fantasy can only be told as a joke. Then there is the wind, it is a round blood moon, it is red, it is the whistle, it is my future without you.
It's another full moon night, and I picked up my pen, and your reflection seemed to sway out of the wine glass. The moonlight shimmered on the river outside the balcony, and a piece of the past...
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Intention: Growing up is learning to accept the dull and ordinary, and blooming towards the sunshine amidst the boring repetition.