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Personal reflections are memories of my growth. I hope some friends will like it.

In a small riverside town, a summer rainstorm soaked a teenage boy's black t-shirt, and also dampened the unsaid feelings of Su Qingxian. The solution notes passed between desks, the side-by-side walks home after evening self-study, and the confession stuck in his throat, all scattered away with the graduation cicadas. This is a story of a youthful love that remained unspoken, a remembrance of that summer and the words left unspoken.

His name is Li Zhen, and my name is Su Xin. We cherish each other. What a matching name, but full of regrets. After all, the fit in this name failed to withstand the hardships of the years and failed to retain the joy and obsession that had been hidden for three years.

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In an instant, the stars in the sky fell for her, and rain began to fall in the night sky. Those were the tears shed by the stars for her. "Stay alive for her!" "Stay alive!" "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Time passes, and the stars shed tears. Whether she could pick up everything in the past and start over, whether it was relief or deeper pain, Meteor shed tears for her again. Suddenly, everything was back to the beginning. This time, she was really tired...

If our meeting was a mistake, I wish for another chance. This time, I want to be the one to teach you about love.

High school sweethearts, Jiang Yi and Lin Chu, were the envy of everyone. Jiang Yi, ever the doting boyfriend, would do anything for his beloved Chu. They'd discuss literature and poetry, and he'd listen attentively, always ready to support her. Their relationship blossomed naturally after graduation. However, a family crisis forced Jiang Yi to end their relationship and accept an arranged marriage. He left Chu in the rain, unaware that she retrieved his discarded engagement ring from the trash. 'Jiang Yi, you were my sunshine, and then you abandoned me.' Five years later, Jiang Yi's company thrives, but his heart still aches for Chu. Their reunion reveals a changed Chu, her eyes empty and her arms scarred. Jiang Yi is determined to win her back and bring her back into the light.

After sixteen years of misplaced life, she was a weed called "cauliflower melon" in the market, and he was a young man with a warm sun in the villa complex. A mistake in the hospital caused Cai Gua to break into a luxurious family from a narrow alley, and became the incompatible daughter of the Su family. The strange family affection, the backlash from her arrogant adopted sister, and the ridicule brought by her "rustic" name made her huddle in a corner, with only the sunset and the paintbrush providing comfort. Until she met Lu Zeyu - he was the first person who did not laugh at her name, the guardian who stood up when she was in trouble, and the confidant who understood the sunset in her paintings. "The wind blows in the night, and the sky is warm and fragrant." His name and her new life have been destined for a long time. From secretly covering up the ink stains on her drawings, to publicly refuting rumors for her; from taking her to the terrace to watch the most beautiful sunset, to writing an exclusive vow on the title page of the album. He broke her timidity with gentleness, and she illuminated his world with tenacity. When the adoptive sister's jealousy presses closer and closer, when the guilt of the original family intertwines with the ties of foster kindness, can this love that started with guardianship overcome the gap of identity and the trick of fate? "Su Wan, I will be the wind that protects you all my life and warms your world." "Zeyu, from now on you look like me in my sunset."

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2007 was Su Qingyuan's first adult winter. The winter of that year always contained an unexpected coldness, like ice soaked in snow. Her QQ online name "Qingchuan" was so cold that even when she passed by, there was only the afterimage of a light gray scarf. But even like this, she met the person she had been heartbroken for ten years, just like in "Hurry That" The unspoken sincerity in "Year", she pushed him away just because she was afraid of making the same mistake again, but in the end, the story of the two of them was frozen in that winter when the first snow had not even had time to melt. It turns out that the most painful thing is not being left behind. It is when you try your best to protect yourself, but accidentally lose the person who is the only one who wants to warm you from the ice.

Yin Xinnian plans to settle her life at the age of 24 on her 24th birthday. She keeps many diaries, all related to leaving this world. No one can see through her eyes all her thoughts. Everything goes according to her plan, but on her 24th birthday... Everything resets to zero!

Introduction This is a youth narrative about summer, sea breeze and missed moments. Yan Yan, a strong girl, met Xia Luo, a transfer student who was as casual and bright as the wind in the midsummer when the cicadas were noisy. A piece of homework blown away by the wind and a falling ginkgo leaf made two originally parallel life trajectories quietly overlap. They walked through the morning and evening of the tree-lined avenue together, shared the anxiety of preparing for exams and the longing for dreams. The fallen leaf bookmarks hid their ignorant thoughts, and there were endless whispers on the phone late at night. But the train of growth will eventually go in different directions, the differences in further education will widen the distance, and the strangers in the circle of friends will say goodbye. Many years later, Yan Yan stood alone at the beach, watching the last fireworks of the summer night explode in the sky, and realized that some encounters are like fireworks. Once they are bright and warm, they are complete. And those unspoken words, those regrets hidden in the wind, eventually became the gentlest footnotes in youth.

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"Yeah! School has started!" Yan Huan was really happy. She thought going to school was a wonderful thing. She happily packed up her luggage and came to school with her parents to report. Although there were some minor incidents along the way (such as her parents quarreling over trivial matters), Yan Huan was in such high spirits that this minor incident could not affect her mood! There were bumps and bumps along the way. Looking at the scenery on the road, the family couldn't help but raise their mouths. Soon they arrived, and the father quickly parked the motorcycle. The three of them got out of the car with Yan Huan's luggage in their hands. There were not many things, just a suitcase, a quilt and a mat. Yan Huan quickly got out of the car. After jumping down, what came into view was the best private junior high school in their small county. It wasn't as grand as the lintel in the novel, but it still looked like a scholarly family with an antique look. There were several buildings inside, all of which were five or six stories tall... The three of them couldn't help but scan the school with respectful eyes. Yan Huancheng couldn't hold it back anymore, so he dragged his suitcase and walked inside (because there was no access control for the new students), waiting to report with his parents. After asking passing classmates, we finally arrived at Class 1703 where my mother received the message on her mobile phone (my father was looking at the luggage downstairs). After paying the fee with the teacher, the three of them went to the dormitory to place their luggage... Unexpectedly, the dormitory was also overcrowded, and some roommates had already arrived. Yan Huan was very excited and was the first to say hello: Hi! Hello, I'm not shy at all.

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In everyone's youth, there will be a pain point that cannot be cut off...

A young man meets a boy and a girl who have a crush on each other, but regretfully break up due to various reasons. Eight years later, the heroine Ji Ning returned to her hometown and accidentally met an old friend from a few years ago. She accidentally learned the truth about their separation and also learned that the hero had passed away...

Two people who love each other have irreparable regrets. It is a lifelong regret that people who love each other cannot be together due to various reasons. I won't reveal the details, just go and see it yourself, right?

Tribute to our lost love

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Youth, Secret Love, Be Shen Shinan x Jiang Yinan

Shiliu, who had never thought that his father and mother would get divorced, was in great pain. He could only watch his mother take his sister out of her world, and then witness his father's death. It was such a heart-wrenching scene. The old good brother secretly went to the old house, regardless of his feelings for his own selfish desires. If he hadn't spoken the truth after drinking, he would never have known how cruel his good brother's methods were in his life. No matter what kind of injury he suffered, he could only choose to forgive. This was his last mercy...

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Back then, Ling Lu was cold and aloof, which was the heart of many classmates. Nowadays, Nolan Lu Xizi is a bit more naughty, and the cold school beauty who can't hold her shoulders or lift her hands has become a "big boss" What will be the ending of the past love and hatred?

After the bad words were exchanged, there was no more love. Those hurtful words were like knives that pierced into the heart. When you pull them out, you will get blood. If you don't pull them out, it will hurt. I once thought that the quarrel was only temporary. But once some words are spoken, they can never be taken back. Love is the accumulation of disappointment. The tenderness in the past has turned into indifference. The patience in the past has turned into impatience. Even looking at each other has become a torment. We have finally become the most familiar strangers. Even quarreling is too lazy to argue. It turns out that the most terrible thing is not that we no longer love, but that love is being worn away bit by bit. In the end, I didn't even bother to let go of my hatred, so let's just leave it like that.

He didn't understand that when they were about to break through the thorns and usher in spring, Why would she leave him without any regret and go away alone? He thought that he should hate that girl, but in his heart he felt that she might have some reasons. Until many years ago, when he suddenly heard about the death of the girl in his memory, tears still fell. When that letter with the years attached to it was handed over to him, his heart was so painful that he could not breathe. "Silly A Yuan, why do you have to bear all this alone?" On the day they met, he slept holding a photo with the girl.

Lin Shushi's youth is the overlapping image of sycamore leaves and scientific formulas. In elementary school, he chased him through the corridor of the family courtyard. When he was at the same table in junior high school, her Chinese notebook always pressed against his physics draft paper - she was the Chinese class representative whose composition was published in the school magazine, and he was a top student with perfect scores in mathematics, physics and chemistry. The fate of their father's colleagues made the two of them like "Chinese" and "Science", adjacent but far away. After taking the Chinese language proficiency test after taking a break from school, she held back her tears while holding on to the countdown paper with a score of 107. She didn't see Ye Jingyan secretly hiding his paper with a score of 240. In the high school entrance examination, he gave up the city's focus and chose the county No. 1 Middle school. When he bumped into her, he gave a soft "hmm", like To enter into a tacit agreement; on Qujing's Christmas Eve, she handed him an apple, with chalk dust on his fingertips, "Thank you" as light as snow; later he gave her a medical keychain, the lanyard was navy blue from his school uniform and hers from off-white, and the packaging simply said "Wish Shun". She thought that secret love was an unfinished continuation question, but it took many years to understand: he copied her sentences in the lab report, drew her pen words on the back of the application form, and read back the draft paper to record her time after school. In the silence of the science student, a gentle code that belongs to her has been hidden for a long time. Like the light spots of the phoenix tree, the tranquility is filled with youth.

After suffering blows again and again, scars again and again, after being unable to bear it. Leaving the city where she grew up, she came to a strange city, where she seemed to have met her own ray of light. "You said your world is closed and there is no light, but I will try my best to break open that closed world and give you a beam of light where there is a gap to illuminate the road ahead of you so that Lu Yu and Yan Moxi can walk together." The last effort finally resulted in the words "Lu Yu, I do!"

"Broken Star Ci" introduction: The rain in Jiangcheng always lingers and lingers in people's hearts. Shen Qingci remembered that when she was seventeen, Lu Zhiyan said to her under the locust tree: "Qingci, always be as bright as a star." At that time, the light in his eyes was more burning than the midsummer sun. But the foreshadowing of fate had been laid twenty years ago. An accidental disappearance caused irresolvable resentment between the two families. Her mother's dying words, "I'm sorry to the Lu family," became a sharp knife hanging over her head, and finally fell completely under Mother Lu's cold expulsion and Lu Zhiyan's suddenly cold eyes. He said: "Shen Qingci, we have nothing to do with each other for a long time." He turned around and stood with Su Wanyi, who was of the same family. The news of the marriage in the news made her unable to open her eyes. She took a worn-out copy of "The Little Prince" away from home and licked her wounds alone in the cold night of a strange city, thinking that all the love and pain would be buried by time. Little did he know that behind every deliberate alienation was his unspeakable struggle; behind every indifferent word was his forbearance that was on the verge of being broken. When the dusty truth emerges from the old things, when he desperately holds her in his arms in the cold winter, can those years separated by hatred and misunderstanding, and those oaths broken in the wind, be put back together to their original appearance? This entanglement that started with youthful joy and ended with scars is just a struggle that has been proved by the entire youth - not being able to love is fate and a catastrophe that corrodes bones.

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That year, Luo Zhiyu was assigned to the same class as Xia Yanyu, a well-known top student. He was cold and handsome, with no unnecessary expression on his face, and he looked hard to get in touch with. But after Luo Zhiyu and Xia Yanyu got along for a short time, their relationship quickly heated up. Luo Zhiyu discovered a different side of him, and as time went by, they had the same feelings and went in both directions. But in the second year, everything slowly changed, and Luo Zhiyu gradually stopped coming to school. In the end, Xia Yanyu couldn't find her. He searched for her all over the street, but still found nothing. Luo Zhiyu fell like a meteor, and the light in his heart was extinguished forever, becoming lifeless. Is this deception or sincerity? On the day I finally learned the truth, I burst into tears, but it was too late. "Luo Zhiyu, would you please come back?"

I am at this turbulent age met someone The boy is as bright as the sun Tell me not to forget

During the summer vacation of the first year of high school, the chirping of cicadas filled the air. Ji Yun met Ye Wei while playing in a haunted house with friends. The two met once and met again at the beginning of school. Unknowingly, they had a crush on each other, and all the flaws were exposed. Everyone knew what they meant to each other, but they did not dare to keep it secret. Many years later, this long-lasting secret was revealed...

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"There are not only formulas on the draft paper, but also the unspoken frivolity of that year. Letters and numbers are all over the page. The elegant words are like the arrogant eyes of the young man. Because the young man is arrogant, he dares to run towards the sun, towards the unknown midsummer, and leave a sincere confession with the sunshine..."

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[Youth Campus+Misunderstanding+Sugar first, then glass+He Dzogchen] Lin Wei fell in love with Jiang Yu, a high school student, because of an accidental help, but he did not dare to get close because of his family background. In order to be on the same side as Jiang Yu, she began to make up lies: pretending to live in a high-end community, using the money she had saved for a long time to buy brand-name stationery, and lying about going to "interest classes" on weekends when she was actually working part-time. This disguised approach unexpectedly caused the two to gradually become familiar with each other. From high school classmates to college classmates, they spent three years of youth hand in hand. However, in his junior year, Jiang Yu accidentally bumped into Lin Wei working part-time in a supermarket, and then discovered her hidden proof of family background. Three years of lies were shattered. Jiang Yu fell into pain and struggle, and Lin Wei also chose to escape because of inferiority and guilt. In the end, with the opportunity of campus activities and the encouragement of his best friend, the two met frankly. Jiang Yu understood Lin Wei's inferiority and sincerity behind Lin Wei's lies, and Lin Wei also learned to accept his true self. The two resolved their misunderstandings and returned to pure feelings in their youth.

That year, the sycamore trees on the university campus were in full bloom, and we met unexpectedly. We once shared the world in the same pair of headphones, entrusting our dreams and secrets to the wind on the rooftop late at night; we also became each other's only support in that strange city, reflecting each other's exhaustion and pride with dim light in a small rental house. I thought that some tacit understanding would last a lifetime. We are us, a community that needs no words. However, the flow of time never stops for anyone. From campus to society, it is like being pushed into different tracks by invisible hands. The trivial matters of life, the rush in the workplace, and our own new worries are like fine dust, quietly accumulating between us. The replies to messages were getting slower and slower, and promises were stranded again and again. Until one ordinary afternoon, I suddenly realized that the last time we had a serious conversation was so far away that it seemed like a lifetime ago. There was no quarrel, no betrayal, just a tacit understanding of letting go at a fork in the road. Like two pieces of duckweed that once cuddled together, they were finally pushed into the vast sea of ​​​​people by the wave of fate. Where she is now and what kind of life she leads, I no longer know. Just at a certain familiar dusk, or when I hear an old song, my memory will suddenly pull me back to the summer we shared. It turns out that the most painful separation is not a vigorous break, but such a quiet disappearance into each other's world. I would like to write this book to commemorate the girl who accompanied me through my youth. You are the most precious echo I left behind in time

A diary written to a girl who gave me youth, A novel written about a boy whose love is always true. This is a two-way story of redemption.

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