Have you seen the blossoming umbrella pattern in the past?
Going down the stairs, the rain washed the ground, and the smooth ground reflected the blossoming umbrella pattern.
I bumped into your pupils, and in a daze, I heard my heartbeat stop.
Breathtaking beauty...
What is it that stirs the strings of my memory?
Xiqiu Shiyuan presents you with a gift of autumn and winter - "Umbrella Pattern of the Past".
Use the first person to record the youthful and beautiful junior high school life.
This article is purely fictitious. Please do not identify the characters or organizations in the article.
Conception: