"The joy of youth is ignorant and lovely." --To my beautiful first love.
"We ended up starting in midsummer and ending in early autumn, full of regrets, but there was nothing I could do."
"I lost my little friend."
"The good thing is that my little friend finally came back."
PS: Personal experience so first person, the content is fictional, the story should not be long, next year
Concept: "The joy of youth is ignorant and cute."