The article I wrote a long time ago, I can't log in to my account, so I'm here to fill the gap.
People love to lament how sincere and unforgettable the relationships were during their teenage years.
When we met, it was under the dazzling sunshine in June. The boy was so bright and bright that I dare not forget him. When we parted, the spring equinox had arrived, and everything was growing branches, but the people in the story could not even see each other again.
Hello everyone, I don't know if you are lucky enough to read this book and read some of my words. I am now 20 years old and should be in the golden period of my life. But I don't know why, I have experienced some things that have gradually made me naive and mature. This may sound contradictory but it also fits perfectly. I hope that friends who read this book can also have this contradictory contradiction and the courage to gradually end it.
Purpose: This book is just to commemorate a little regretful memory of mine.