We met in the middle of summer, but nothing was left. She was a proud daughter of heaven, optimistic and cheerful, and could touch the clouds with her hand. I shouldn't have fallen in love with her, and I shouldn't have left such a stain on her life, but I was still crazy about her. When we first met, she was standing on the stage giving a speech. She had long black hair that fluttered gently in the wind, like a shooting star in the night sky. Her eyes are big, like two twinkling stars, and there seem to be endless stories in them. You and I study math problems together. This is our greatest fun. In the evening, you are going home, but I live in school, so I can only send you away. Before leaving, you and I We talked a lot. We will meet again tomorrow, so why are we saying goodbye? Idiot, you stood under the streetlight. For a moment, I felt like you were shining. You told me that you are lucky to have met me in this life. I am your confidant. But, am I a confidant?
Conception:.
