"The person I love is an unparalleled hero. One day he will ride on the seven-colored clouds to marry me. I guessed right, but I couldn't guess the ending." This is a classic line from Westward Journey. After many years, when I think of this sentence again, a boy appears in my mind. It turns out that he has been circling in my memory. Maybe he is my white moonlight, my boy, my green years.
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day