When the second year of high school started, the seats were adjusted and the two teenagers were arranged together, but no one knew that the two had ever met. The young man's thoughts are like a breeze blowing across the wilderness, and the affection hidden in the past slowly sprouts. The love of young people was blocked by reality. I thought they would never meet again, but I never thought that the love that sprouted in young people would grow into a towering tree after years of watering, and become stronger and stronger. That awkward young man also bravely grabbed the light blown by the young breeze, and hugged him tightly for the rest of his life and never let go.
Purpose: Striving for youth