That summer the sun was just right and the wind was blowing through the trees. They were young at that time.
The breeze is gentle and graceful. Fang Qi, who first moved here when she was a child, may never have thought that she would meet that gentle young man in the summer when the breeze kissed her 15-year-old cheek.
"Why is biology so difficult!" She rested her chin on the desk, frowned, and sighed softly, "I have failed twice in total, what should I do?"
The locust flowers in May quietly reveal their sweet honey fragrance on a slightly hot summer day, which makes people's hearts flutter.
The weather was perfect, the breeze was gentle, and the sunlight was refracted through the window. Fang Qi, 15, met 17-year-old Qiao Yufan again in the midsummer when they were brewing nectar. Fireworks filled the air, and a warm youthful time unfolded.
Thank you for being lucky enough to meet you.
Intent: Tender stories in youth and the growth of boys and girls