On the day when Xia Qiange transferred to University S, she stood on the podium and introduced herself. Jiang Muchen pushed up his glasses slightly and looked up. She was so small. How can I describe my love for you? Jiang Muchen stared at his cheeks with the tip of his tongue, with a smile in his eyes, and then Xia Qiange heard this sentence, your eyes are warm and gentle, hidden in the mountains and high in the water, you are my world, you are the person I still want to hug after running 800 meters. After studying Chinese for so long, I can't seem to find the words to describe how much I like you.
Purpose: I like writing