Pure, Love

Pure, love - a memory of youth that I cannot forget, a heart-wrenching love that makes me struggle in the memory, and allows me to still remember everything that happened on the campus of my youth after a few years... Tears, starting from here, fell in ignorant dreams; I wonder if there is a girl like me in fairy tales who is still there, stupidly waiting for that rebellious, funny, and even a little crazy girl. In the eyes of the teacher, she is a gangster and a poor student; but in my eyes, she is an "angel". Don't cry after reading this...