We met in late summer and parted in late autumn.
The subtle sunshine dappled the short season of love, sighing that ten thousand years is too long, I only seize the day, turning around and pulling away in a moment, some people are deep in memories. With your words, I would like to write this article, with my pen, to write about us.
"Classmate, what's your name?"
"Let's just say I introduced myself three times."
"That's it, let me introduce you, brother, I'm the one writing in the examination room."
"Nice to meet you, Sister Dabi."
Each other.
Motto: Seventeen-year-old boy, welcome, may you be blessed with all the luck
