The summer wind was lazily and warmly blowing the girl's skirt swaying. Perhaps Shu Yu will never forget the hot summer, the noisy cicadas, and the arrogant ivy that year when they first met him.
When I opened the textbook for the third year of junior high school, it was full of dense notes written by him.
He wants me to spend every year smiling.
He traveled nearly a thousand kilometers for her just to have a quick meeting.
She wrote a diary for him. Just a few words were affectionate enough.
The whole world doesn't want her, only that boy is willing to stay with her. It was so hot that day that I felt dizzy from the heat.
She thought it was a girl's secret love, but she was lucky that he also liked him.
He disappeared the year we loved him most, leaving us with our lost youth.
Purpose: I wrote a novel about the regrets of my youth to commemorate my love
