Secret love is a pantomime that happens in everyone's youth, and there are often lucky and unlucky ones.
That winter, and she was no exception, at the age of 16, she met an arrogant, domineering and shining young man.
Secret love is a person's pantomime, and it turns into tragedy when spoken out. Secret love is like breaking stars, it is the secret in the diary, it is the blush of war, it is a lemon candy, it is to go around half of the school to meet you by chance, and miss you at a close distance.
This winter, she came to the north and sat on a bench by the river bank with tears in her eyes: "It's snowing. I won't like Jiang Feng anymore next year."
We meet by chance, by fate but not by fate.
Intention: Time flies so fast. Remember to say some things earlier.