The vegetation in my hometown is deep, and my thoughts are hidden by the years.
Follow him quietly and become familiar with the moment when he appears. She painted a picture of him in her heart, which carried all the fantasies of her youth. He is like the handful of moonlight from the clear spring in my heart. It breaks when touched, but attracts people to get closer.
When we meet again, how to balance family and country, love and responsibility.
From my youth to the rest of my life, fortunately, you have always been treasured in my heart. When one-way crush turns into two-way love, all efforts are meaningful.
Scholars from the Military Academy, please let this tree of mine grow in your heart.
Concept: The sourness and humility of secret love and the beauty of going in both directions