New writer, my writing style is relatively new. I am just doing it for love. Thank you for your support.
(First-person perspective description of multiple people, funny style)
When I first met him, I just thought he was a pitiful and quiet little proton.
I found out his name was Shen Yuehua. Yuehua means moonlight. It suits him very well.
I was in high spirits that day and sang to him the little song that the nuns in the palace had taught me. Grandma only taught the first two lines, but I still sang with all my strength.
"I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River together..."
I saw him frozen there.
I thought it was my clear singing voice that scared him.
He coughed slightly and said nothing, but his face turned red.
This is a folk song that is also popular among the people. I don't know how he became like this after listening to it.
It wasn't until I grew up later and learned this phrase that I realized that the second half of the phrase I couldn't sing back then was
"I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love for you."
Purpose: Cherish today and prepare for any impossibility in the future