It seems like all the unforgettable encounters happen in the summer.
As a result, those unknown stories about the future slowly spread their wings when they first met, and the light snow-white feathers fell down, like a soft kiss, or a gorgeous dream.
The teenagers raised their racquets, sweat dripped from their shirts, and cherry blossoms bloomed in the spring breeze.
The girls looked back with smiles. Their eyes were bright and their teeth were white under the sun, making the world shine brightly.
That was probably the most beautiful youth in my mind. It was so clean that people couldn't bear to touch it. They just wanted to stand far away and think about it all night long.
I still couldn't let go of the young people who were so excited at the beginning, so I continued to write this article.
To put it simply, this article is the story of a new tennis team formed by several girls, and they spend their youth with the tennis princes.
The article was written a long time ago, and the writing style and story are immature, but it is the cutest story in my heart. For some reason, it reminds me of the fireflies in summer and the thin falling snow in winter.
Probably because both of them are so gentle.