Yang Zhou's collection of poems about youth was burned with hot memories. Through this hole, she saw plum blossoms blooming in summer—
Spring is the first year of the year, and plum blossoms account for hundreds of flowers. When he came to school, Mei Zhan recognized Yang Zhou at a glance, and the feelings that had been sealed for six years were once again released.
"Thank you for coming into my life"
The road to growth is never smooth, so I wish you
"We will get better and better, just us!"
Intent: youth healing, youthful emotions, growing up
