That year, when she was twelve years old and in sixth grade, she happened to meet that light-like young man.
That was her boy, her favorite boy.
"I waited for you for four years, and I did it." She bent her eyes, her eyes seemed to be able to speak, and looked at him with a smile. "Thank you for liking me, I like you too." The boy is no longer the boy he used to be. At this time, he is her boy, a boy who only belongs to her.
From the age of 12 to 18, all she thought about besides painting was him, and he just smiled at her in the sun and amazed her entire youth.
Purpose: To record youth that is plain but as precious as gold
