One night I dreamed that I had been pursuing someone for ten years but still had not been accepted. When I woke up, I didn't know who the person was and I felt lost.
The next night, I dreamed that I was looking for him in the sea of sunflowers, but I never found him.
After a few days, inspiration broke out and I wrote a few short love letters.
I passed by the biology laboratory on the morning of the final exam for the second semester of high school and found the small sunflowers in the flowerpot in front of the door blooming. That day, when I looked up in the English examination room, I suddenly saw the back figure in my dream, and my heart almost stopped.
We were classmates from the first year of junior high school to the first year of high school, and the classmate next door to us from the second year to the third year of high school.
Remarks: I am a student with a heavy workload and like to take things as they come. I will update from time to time.
This is just for recording my random thoughts. I'm sorry for the poor writing style. The number of words in each article is uncertain.
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My attitude towards high school romance is "I don't support or oppose it."
Purpose: Focus on studies, supplemented by secret love