The first time I met Mo Yifei was in a bar.
I can no longer remember the profile of her face. I only remember the way she looked at me through her upper-rimmed glasses, so calm and sacred.
It was not until I returned to school that I saw Mo Yifei again. She was standing on the school's awards podium, holding several certificates. She watched me walk up next to her and line up obediently, raising her certificate. She turned her head and whispered in my ear: "I didn't know you had such a face."
It wasn't until many, many years later that I realized that we actually knew too little about each other.
Intention: Study hard and grow up well