The first time he smelled "her", that moment was still unforgettable, like an elf flickering and flying in front of his eyes. Later, he bought a bottle of that bottle of perfume, but he could not find the pounding feeling called heartbeat at that time. I smelled many perfumes one after another, but I still stubbornly believed that "she" was the most stunning. Maybe the fragrance was short-lived at the time, but "she" sowed a small blackberry in his life, which lasted for a long time.
Concept: A boy's feelings are always poetry