Midsummer evening
I was lying in a small, dark rental room, listening to the mp3 you gave me that year. The white casing has some yellowing, and the sound quality is not as good as before. But, strangely enough, I think it is better than the new models on the market...
How to describe that summer? That summer that only belongs to us
I likened it to a freshly opened orange soda. When I first drank it, the bubbles stung my sensitive senses, but then there was a refreshing and sweet aftertaste. Just like the day we first met.
When people describe summer, they always think of the word "passionate". But in my heart, summer is sticky with a bit of coolness.
Purpose: To record the youth I have not passed through