In the path of youth she walked, every step was filled with his breath; in his journey of growth, every sincere happiness was given by her. Reminiscing about the green years, no one seems to remember how many trees there were on campus. The only thing that remains in my heart is the sound of my heartbeat when our eyes met at less than an arm's length. How did we know at that time that we would be by our side for the rest of our lives. I would like to submit this article to you who are young poets and wine drinkers.
Intention: This is the most joyful experience I have ever had without any hesitation