None of us knew that on an ordinary day in our youth, we would meet someone we don't want to miss in this life.
She has no extraordinary appearance, no excellent grades, no extraordinary family background, she is just ordinary and no different from ordinary people.
Perhaps it was because of the momentary begonias blooming and ginkgos falling
Perhaps it was because of the momentary breeze blowing on my face that no ripples could be seen
Perhaps it was because of the slanting sunlight for a moment that the dust shimmered slightly
Make her charming and make me excited
The night is as cool as soaking, the insects hum like weeping, the wind plays with the sound of pines, and the moon moves the shadows of flowers. Everything is more poetic and beautiful because of her,
Extraordinary.
The wind became a breeze through the window, lifting her hair and lifting the corners of her clothes.
The rain turned into a drizzle, soaking her ink shoes and raising the corners of her mouth.
Her hair became blue hair; her eyebrows became Emei; her eyes became autumn water; her face became pear blossoms.
This is love.
"Likes from Mercury" is not about Mercury, it is about likes.
At this moment, I have prepared paper and pen, waiting to meet her again, and also waiting to meet you all.
Intention: Work hard for the people you like