I always think of her on rainy days.
Not because of how many times we walked together in the rain,
But those love words that have been expressed always appear particularly clear in the rain.
We met in September of junior high school. I didn't know how to like her at that time.
I just feel that her smile is so gentle and as clean as a dream.
I tried to get close to her, and I also mustered up the courage to express my feelings.
She didn't deal with me, but treated me with respect and responsiveness.
Although our relationship has not changed,
But her serious response has become the tenderest memory in my heart.
Concept: The essence of youth is not possession
