The midsummer sunlight passes through the gaps between the leaves of the purple wisteria and casts circles of different sizes on the ground.
Six people sat lazily under the shade, each with an ice cream cone in their mouth.
I don't know who told a cold joke, and a group of people made a fuss and laughed.
The wind blowing from the grove blew through the corners of the white school uniform, carrying a hearty and comfortable laughter, drifting into the distance.
This is a simple campus story
About happiness and regret, love and unwillingness.
There are so many stories that happened during that period, about study, family, friends, as well as inner changes and growth.
I hope that when we look back, we can all say to ourselves: Thank you for stumbling all the way to where we are now.
Intention: Always miss youth and love summer forever.