Cui Mang.
Your name is the answer to a mystery that I know very well.
Midsummer is like the last light of my youth left in my fragile heart. I no longer look forward to many midsummers, especially the years of its existence, but to this spring.
The garden is full of spring scenery, and I feel nostalgic.
It's spring.
It's new spring.
At this point, my youth comes to an end.
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day