The withered yellow sycamore leaves carry the unfinished heartbeat of my youth, and the autumn wind blows through it with a sour and short-lived secret love."
The sunset was infinitely beautiful, but the clouds at dusk dyed the horizon red. The strings of memory were plucked at that moment.
The girl has a pair of bright eyes, which are bright and clear, as bright as stars. Between her frown and smile, her noble expression is naturally revealed, making people marvel at her elegant and graceful light.
Purpose: campus love