This is a fragment of memory from my student life...
I believe he liked me. Maybe it was the wrong time or the wrong place. You broke into my student life that was supposed to be on track and broke all my plans. You are so beautiful, like the moon, everyone looks up to you and cannot touch...
The story begins with a sudden confession, feeling overwhelmed, nervous, and surprised. At this time, the inner bud of adolescence quietly plants a seed...
This is a very ordinary narrative, so don't go into it if you're looking for writing style! ! I will slowly add more later when I have time until I can piece together a complete 520 days...
Purpose: commemoration