That summer, transfer student He Qing came to the new school - where all the stories began
In the sunshine, her figure is like an unruly wind;
In the shade of the trees, his eyes were as bright as a clear spring;
... Their eyes met, and they smiled at each other
This spring, Xu He's tears slid down his cheeks;
The wind takes away tears: parting takes away memories.
——Who will take her away.
(You can never truly understand a person unless you walk around in her shoes and think about things from her perspective. But when you walk in her path, you feel sad even passing by.")
Intention: When we are young and beautiful, there are no four seasons. When I meet you, the four seasons are like spring.