The day I met him, the sun was just right, the breeze was gentle, and everything was so beautiful.
The so-called beauty is probably the unexpected encounters again and again, the looks at each other without knowing where they are directed, and maybe the smile from that first encounter.
It's a pity that I followed you carefully on the way to school, dodged quickly when my eyes met, and that unspoken love.
I don't know where the love started, but it goes deeper and deeper
Intention: I hope that everyone will have no regrets in their youth and dare to love and fight.