"That summer, the sun was bright and the air was clear, and everything was permeated by blue.
Our passion outweighs the pain, conquers death, and the shadow recedes before us. "
Lin Xingchuan, are you okay?
I have kept the umbrella you gave me and never used it.
Because since you appeared, there has never been a rainy day in my world.
# Sour to campus essay, short story, free
Mission: We will all have a bright future
