- Although the spring crane is rare, the sound is also heard.
Label: U-shaped crush/crush literature/young pain/sweet
Han Zhusheng likes Jiang Hezhi.
Like a shadow game, follow with your eyes.
The water mist on the glass windows is like green moss stained in memory.
The faded spring climbs up the window lattice and spreads to the emerald green in the heart.
Birds fly over the shadows of the trees, and a thousand mute cicadas in midsummer stand still at this moment, wandering in the clouds.
He stood still at this moment, his breath unsteady.
"Han Zhusheng, I'm not stupid... But you are a little too slow."
Neruda said: "All youth is like a lamp—washed down in the rain, wet but burning."
The paper airplane I saw for the first time brushed my hair but did not make any waves.
Later, on a midsummer night, a brief glance at each other amidst the crowds of people set off the trajectory of the paper airplane.
"Go away, I won't remember your name."
The name tag on the school uniform, the aqua blue pen, and the cry of the skylark are all in my ears.
"Classmate, don't be afraid, the students will not eat people."
The mind of a young man aged seventeen or eighteen is like the coins in a piggy bank. Once I have saved enough for my train ticket, I will definitely come to find you.
Even if it rains, it's just rain, he thought to himself.
The sun sets today at eight minutes and six seconds. You hold my little knuckle.
The headphones just happened to play my favorite song.
You should know that I like you.
Purpose: Youth campus daily life
