The cherry blossoms in April were spinning and falling, just like the blond boy I saw that day, and they were particularly moving.
If I hadn't met so many him and her, I think my youth would have been like a heavy rain. Fortunately, when the cherry blossoms fell, I caught them. I caught the friendship, love, and family affection, and my youth became the color of the cherry blossoms.
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Intention: work hard, persevere, win