At that moment, the girl seemed to have found her direction again. That person was as gorgeous as fireworks, blooming in her black and white world, giving her ordinary life a glimmer of brilliance. Fireworks only bloom for a moment, but they have irreplaceable value. Let us look back at the past and see our high-spirited youth, in our prime, you and I are still teenagers.
Writing from junior high school to entering society
To the girl I once loved
Purpose: Record every emotion in this life