"Classmate, there are osmanthus flowers in your hair."
I heard the sound and touched my hair, but I couldn't find the osmanthus flower.
"Here."
After hesitating for a moment, he took the cluster of light yellow osmanthus flowers for me.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
A small episode passed like this, and I walked towards the dormitory with my heavy suitcase.
"It turns out that my roommate is you. I finally met you." The man said. I was silent for a while and suddenly realized, "It's you, the one in the morning."
"Hello, my name is Chi Qing."
"Hello, my name is Yanchi."
(High school campus sweet essay)
Purpose: high school life