After a reluctant tutoring session, I got to know that young man who was full of pride. It turns out that the first feeling when you like someone is inferiority.
Sometimes there is no way, feelings are like one thing falling after another. If I plant trees, I can only enjoy the shade
"Have you let it go?"
"For more than 1,000 days, I felt that you would come back."
Young love is like weeds, they grow again when the spring breeze blows.
Concept: Love is not everything, it is the pillar