They are like two hedgehogs, looking for warmth in the forest of concrete and steel bars, falling in love but unable to embrace each other.
I will write this article very carefully. While I am still young, I will write out all the beautiful hopes about love in my still immature words.
I am now a senior in high school, and I have been tortured by dreams and reality for the remaining 120 days. I want to take the exam to Beijing so much, and I am so persistent, but I am also a little tired. Occasionally write small words to keep warm.
This will be a small pit, and I hope I can complete it on campus in Beijing in September.