When I first saw it, the sycamore branches were lush and leafy, with purple sycamore flowers dotted among them. She told her friends that he was the God of Sleep, but he caught her red-handed.
Later they watched the fireworks together
"Your ears are so red."
"Hmm.
"Is it hot?"
"A bit..."
"You..."
"You... Don't ask.
Later, his parents asked him to return to Jianghuai to develop
"Do you want me to return to Jianghuai?
"Selfishly, I hope you return to Jianghuai. "
But she still secretly hides two words:
"I sincerely hope you can become better."
"I sincerely hope you will always remember me."
At the end of the story, they hugged under the bare sycamore tree, the breeze was blowing, and they missed each other loudly.
Purpose: To our warm and grand youth