Grass and Trees Don't Know Spring

Maybe fate has been planted a long time ago, maybe it never was. My love is hidden in the blink of an eye at 30°, sometimes I don't dare to give up, but sometimes I don't want to let go. That summer, the sun was so dazzling, the sleepiness was hazy, and your face could be seen as soon as I opened my eyes. I also don't want the beautiful love I had when I was young to eventually turn into a life-and-death relationship. I'm like a not-so-vicious female supporting character who can't even turn dark except for feeling sorry for herself. It doesn't matter, God will arrange everything. Have you ever secretly liked someone, been at a loss because of him, looked at him secretly, and run away in panic when he saw you, been happy because he talked to you, and worried because he said the wrong thing? Will the love we loved with all our hearts grow up overnight and bear fruit? This is a girl's first love, a sweet but troubled youth. This story is very real and ordinary. I hope everyone can find their own shadow in this story and think of those years, those loves, and that him.