I'm Waiting for You in the Kapok Season

Kapok blossoms and falls, youth is grand but silent. In that heartbeat that started in midsummer, can you hear the thousands of unspoken words from each other? At that time, we walked side by side under the shadow of flowers, and the wind was full of hot secrets. One lowers his head, the other turns sideways; one hesitates to speak, and the other pretends to look at the clouds. All the testing and dodging, all the throbbing and silence, are hidden in the sound of the kapok falling to the ground—— It's light, but deafening. Time flies forward, and flowers bloom and fall several times. Some people always stand in the shadow, lighting up another person's path with their eyes; Some people spend their entire youth practicing just one unspoken "How are you?" There are also people who gently let go of their hands at the turning point of fate, but leave the light on the other person for the rest of their lives. This is a story about secret love—— It's the notes passed between desks, the occasional glances in the corridor, the names written and crossed out repeatedly in the diary. This is a story about protection—— It is the bravery that is still willing to give even though there is no result, and it is the weight of carrying one's joys and sorrows quietly into one's own life. This is a story about how bright life is—— Even if the flowers bloom silently, even if the thoughts are like a mystery, those moments that have never been revealed, the hands that have never been held, But it condenses into amber over time, illuminating us to become warmer people who know how to love better. Maybe we were all once the quiet and passionate kapok in someone's youth.