I met her on the street. At that time, she had long hair shawl, wearing a white windbreaker, blue gloves on her hands, and her watery eyes looked very charming. From the first sight, I felt that in the passing years full of memories, she should be the girl I fell in love with at first sight. I started to draw a point in the circle at the starting point of happiness, hoping that one day another point would coincide with the starting point to form a circle, so that happiness could come to an end.
Maybe everyone has had their youthful years. After asking for her contact information, I tried to get closer to her slowly, but unfortunately we were separated in two places. I did not create romance to make her feel warm, nor did I let her be filled with beautiful memories of the past in my company. The reality is too cruel. I love someone so much, but she doesn't feel anything for me at all. When I face her, I have too many things to say but don't know how to say them out. Even the extravagant hand-holding is the time when I refuse the last confession. Is it wrong to love someone? Is love reliable without material foundation?
Intention: The flowering season and the rainy season, those things in those years
