The Most Beautiful Girl's Deskmate

Preface My youth has no story, There is only one unfinished poem; All the poets who have been kissed are gone, On the ground sat the mute Muse; The night dew is still fresh, this tree has branches; The morning mist has risen, and this tree has branches; The road ahead is uncertain, this tree has branches; Sijun doesn't know that this tree has branches. Purpose: Emotional memories of adolescence