The first time we met in summer, I looked up and fell into her eyes unpreparedly. She was only wearing a simple white T-shirt and dark blue jeans, but I didn't know why she was blushing;
The first time we met, in late autumn, she was wearing gray pajamas with bear patterns engraved on them. She stood in front of me and said "Hello!" With a smile on her face.
The first time we met was in winter snow, which was the first snowfall in our town in more than 20 years. She was wearing a long black down jacket, bending over and gently wiping the snowflakes from the child's face;
The first time we fell in love was on the Spring Equinox, when the lotus pond was in full bloom. I looked at her profile, the setting sun was setting off her face, and I couldn't help but ask her, "Do you believe in light?"
Purpose: I hope that all Lily girls can "cross the Ten Thousand Mountains with a light boat"