Rise from Flowers and Fall

"Everyone thinks that if you don't listen or see, you won't feel anything. When I turned around, I realized that the smell of memory was still floating in the air." I flipped through my graduation photos and always thought that the poetic and picturesque high school years were the most beautiful story in my life at this young age. It's a pity that the face that can't be avoided is so gentle and pleasant, which makes people deeply fascinated by the softest place in their hearts. Standing in the sun with plain clothes and short hair, her chubby little hands covered her forehead in vain but unquestionably, and she squinted her crescent-moon eyes, but her eyes wandered away from the camera. There is no doubt that this is the masterpiece of literature and art when I was young. Fortunately, the girl in the photo still doesn't know that I still have a beautiful and cute image of her with a bloated body. In these innocent years, I accidentally planted a beautiful seed in my heart at this moment. However, all love will have an end even if it has no beginning; unfortunately, the faded youth is not as beautiful as the sunset at dusk. I would like to write this article to commemorate the love and lover who are buried in the shallow part of the river and have not yet sprouted.