I never thought that a well-behaved girl like me would do such an "outrageous" thing. It is said that love never begins but grows deeper. Only now do I understand how helpless it is. Everything seemed like a dream, but I would rather immerse myself in it. Years later, when I recalled it, I felt like I was always being radiated warmly by the sun, and I felt at ease in my heart. Planes passed by in the sky, and under the blue sky, there was a fiery phoenix tree, like fire, with petals falling quietly. I miss him...
Purpose: Within the framework of society, are true emotions worth pursuing?