Xie Yan:
Later, many people expressed their timid and precious feelings under the warm sunset. The afterglow of the sun reflected the orange sunlight on their faces. I sat on the wooden chair and looked at them, as if I had returned to my youthful and frivolous days. I was wanton, stubborn and unyielding, and it was also under the setting sun that I had irreparable regrets.
There is a sunflower we planted next to it. It is growing very well, and the flowers on its young branches are opening in the breeze. Passers-by must take a look when they walk by. It has a fragrance that makes people linger.
I thought of Gypsophila again. It was a gift you gave me when we first met. I liked it very much. However, only now did I know what Gypsophila meant: I am willing to play a supporting role and wait for you.
You said, if I had not picked you up in the light rain, and had not asked you to buy me roadside snacks, would we... Be like so many strangers, passing by each other, with no connection, and no trace of each other.
The weather gradually darkened, and the evening wind blew against my cheeks, as if touching my face softly. The park gradually became deserted, leaving only the lonely and silent darkness. I raised my head and wanted to go back, but found that I had suffered from hypoglycemia, but I was unconscious and saw your appearance in the wind.
I chuckled, that's fine.
I actually fell in love with you very early, so early that I don't even know when. You think I am afraid of the world's resistance and judgment, but in fact I am not afraid. If either of us had a little more courage, it would not have ended like this, and there would not have been an unwilling ending.
Mo Si, you broke your promise.
Concept: primary school students' writing style