It took a long time for Jiang Ming to react.
In fact, when I met Chen Lu for the first time at the beginning of school, I was already attracted to her.
Outside the bustling crowd, the girl sat alone by the flower bed, dangling her legs in a daze.
She was outside the excitement, but she was not lonely at all.
The green vegetation behind her looks particularly white against her, as cool and watery as dewdrops.
Jiang Ming suddenly remembered that when he was practicing calligraphy as a child,
Grandpa gave him a pen holder made of jade.
Just like her.
It's warm and cool to the touch, and calm when you look at it.
Intent: Song of the 18-year-old born in the 1990s