Young love may be like a delicate flower
It cannot withstand wind, rain and cruel baptism
She is gentle and natural, and laughs off everything she encounters
She always loves to laugh, she should laugh
Maybe...
She is like a complicated and complicated shadow
Silently forgotten in the corner
She said she was not a black devil with fangs,
She also has a kind face,
It's just that no one knows
In the silent years of youth
He passed her by
her casual glance
But I am always worried
That's the favor of an angel
blend of destiny
One day,
They'll hear the church bells vibrate
Confessing each other's attachment to each other
i love you
Just one sentence but it makes eternity