My favorite scenery is engraved with the past
The disappeared rainbow freezes in memory
The sour air trivializes longing
I close my eyes because I still believe. ． ．
The shallow intersection is full of sincerity
The light photos are full of longing
Some things are not destined
Destiny favors those who are prepared
I wish you all the way to your dreams
The bright sunshine is clearing up for you!
The author's letter to the heroine of this book: Wei Xia
Acknowledgments: My classmates who helped me