Light Rain Gradually Warms Up

"The summer heat in June makes you miss me as before. In July, the dragonflies miss you in the pavilion. In August, the cicadas chirp and tell me how much I miss you." "The glass was shattered on the ground, and the moon in the sky hung inside." "A few more ginkgo leaves have fallen - it's time to meet the person I like." "You're here, junior brother" "I'm here, schoolmates" "The story begins, ours"