This is a story about a secret love in childhood. From the ignorance and simple love in childhood, people can always remember the beauty. Even after many years, when recalling the two people who passed each other in a hurry on that sunny afternoon, the beauty is still indelible. He married her as his husband, and she married him as his wife. The man came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plum blossoms. Who said that the childhood sweethearts could not be together in the end.
Purpose: I want to write the story I have always wanted to write, and give it a good ending.