Summer Wind Blows Like It

My youth is a heartbeat of waiting timidly and then eagerly possessing it. When I first saw the crowd, I held hands with my heart pounding, and chatted all night to break the ice. I had extremely low self-esteem, watching the dazzling crowd shrink back repeatedly, and even hesitated every step of the way to confess my love. I thought I could only watch her from a distance, but I never thought that this cautious preference would really have an echo. We broke through the youthful barriers and came together smoothly, turning countless heart-pounding moments into real companionship day and night. Young people like passionate and pure things