The meeting in the auditorium lounge was her first encounter with him, but it was not his and hers.
He came up and asked her: "Why did you deliberately play the wrong piece of music?"
But she didn't care: "How can you think that I did it on purpose? I am obviously not good at studying."
From that moment on, the seed buried in the heart has quietly sprouted. Growth, dreams, family affection, friendship, and love have all become the best nutrients for its germination. When the seeds slowly mature and bear fruit, the painful wounds are finally healed.
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The girl nestled in the boy's arms in a very comfortable position. She looked up at the sky, raised a small pendant in the shape of a piano key in her hand, and looked back at it, feeling familiar.
She smiled: "Sometimes I feel like you are the one embraced by the light."
He gently stroked her soft hair and said softly: "You are that beam of light."
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He first met her in high school. Under the cover of the school uniform, the girl's music-loving heart beat violently in her chest. However, the flowing notes of her bow did not appear in his memory. The feeling was like withering flowers and leaves, like a struggle after suffocation, like... A dawn shrouded in darkness.
In just one glance, he didn't remember her face, but he remembered her musical notes.
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[This article is fictitious by the author]
Intention: Be positive and strive to shine for your dreams