A monk in the temple said, "As long as you haven't forgotten, sooner or later the clouds and mist will clear up and the sun will shine." I don't quite understand.
What is like? It's the way he can't control his eyes, the way he blushes and his heart beats when he's near him, the way he takes a walk just to look at him for a while. I am a coward. He will never know that I like him in this life.
A good student like her should sit in the classroom and study instead of pretending to walk on the playground and watch me play basketball. She liked me, I always knew.
If it happens again, let's all shout out what we can't express. It's not regret, it's unwillingness.
Purpose: May we no longer be timid