It was snowing heavily that year and the whole street was aglow. She caught sight of Xu Mingyuan wearing a snow-white cotton coat. In the many years that followed, they crossed each other in a messy way, going in circles, and finally met again.
This is a new article from a young author. I don't like to criticize lightly. Please forgive me and I will make progress quickly!
Purpose: A pure essay about campus growth