He is like the spring breeze, giving me a gentle embrace in the season when all things revive;
He was like the summer wind, blowing against my cheek in the passionate youth, holding my hand and running forward;
He is the autumn wind, which brings coolness when harvesting in the orchard, lifting up the fallen maple leaves and letting me feel the earth;
He is like the new wind in winter, breathing warmth in the sky where the cold snow is falling, and comes close to my ear to remind me that winter is here.
His love is like the breeze, gentle and forbearing, but everywhere;
His love is not like the breeze, it will not be affected by the ocean or the world, and it will remain in a hidden corner where no one cares.
Follow me silently and protect me.
The wind blew through Banxia, blowing her long fluffy hair and lifting her clothes.
I couldn't reach out to catch him, but he accompanied me invisibly and teased me unintentionally.
Yan Xingzhou doesn't like to talk or show up, and he seems to be pretending to be aloof. This is the widely circulated impression of him in the school.
Until that time Shu Qin met him.
A rebirth campus article.
Intention: rational thinking