With his broad palms, he grasped the strings, and gently plucked the chords with his well-joined hands. The sound and notes were composed into music, flowing into his heart and touching this and that special heartstrings.
His skin is tanned under the scorching sun, revealing a healthy complexion like wheat. His eyes are always hidden behind silver-rimmed glasses, but they still exude wisdom and determination. The glasses with double eyelids are clean and bright, and his eyes are always bright. The light was shining all the time, and when you looked at him, you seemed to be able to see the twinkling stars flowing in the sky from his eyes, with long and curved eyelashes attached to the "river of stars", a slightly straight nose, rosy cheeks, and a smile like the sunshine of spring.
"Do you want to drink milk tea tomorrow? I'll treat you." "Have your account been hacked?" "Yes, please tell the original owner to bring a cup of milk tea to Huahua tomorrow."
Qing Xiaohua never imagined that Ye Han would actually make her remember it for a long time.
Intention: I met a person when I was fifteen or sixteen in this turbulent age. The young man was as bright as the sun, and I dare not forget it.