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I once saw a passage like this in a book, "I'm not afraid that you'll have a girlfriend every day, but I'm afraid that you'll always be with one person." I didn't understand it before, but I understand it now. Although it's a bit awkward, I know you won't come to see it, but let me be pretentious and wish you happiness. Actually, I don't like you that much, it's just... Maybe the sunlight in our class near the window was a little too bright. That orange color, tearing through the shade of the trees, just burst into my eyes. However, I hid it so deep that I couldn't get it out. It stayed buried like this for many years. I think there should be a plum tree planted in my heart, just like the one outside the old classroom window. It is hidden in a green forest in spring, summer and autumn. Winter is almost over, and it blooms all over the place. But it forgets that it is still winter. The white snow is heavy on the branches, and the green leaves are hidden under the snow. The flowers have bloomed, and the white flowers have red hearts, lining the snow. They have withered before spring comes. Are those covering the ground flowers or snow that has not melted for a long time?