The summer when I was seventeen years old was so hot and uncomfortable that a gust of rain and a gust of wind could relieve me for a long time.
Seventeen-year-old Jiang Jin met someone, and the young man's bright sunshine dazzled her eyes.
Seventeen-year-old Jiang Jin fell in love with someone, and the young man's high-spirited attitude disturbed her heart.
Seventeen-year-old Jiang Jin never thought that it would be so difficult to like someone. Like Meiyu, she likes someone tightly but breaks easily.
Intention: Give it to the eighteen-year-old