Evening Breeze Falls Seventeen Years Old

Two-way secret love, but love cannot be achieved | Youth group portraits are difficult to calm down The obedient top student with Qi Liuhai was secretly thinking about the unruly boy at the end of the classroom. He was obviously moved, but he used his coldness to build a wall and pushed away the light that illuminated him with his own hands. The close friend on the side is sober and magnanimous, and the gentle guardian silently gives in. Throughout the senior year of high school, everyone was rushing towards the future, with only four worries trapped in the wind. Later, the evening breeze faded, and the seventeen-year-old would never come back again. For some people, when they meet, they are signed, and regret is the final chapter. No one's seventeen years is always perfect. Some people hide their love in their exercise books, and some people disguise their love as indifference; Some people refuse to give in and live openly and openly, while some people show all their tenderness and finally leave alone. The parasol trees in No. 3 Middle School stay green every year, but the evening breeze that blew through the classroom that year never comes back. It ended in regret for us, but we will never forget the age of seventeen.