The wind always brings warmth gently, and the rain always weaves dreams smartly.
A new green grass and an elegant umbrella always leave a beautiful poem in the rain and in the hazy sky.
Spring is always coming, catkins are always flying, it is true, and the world is always dotted with love. There are no boys who are not affectionate, no beautiful girls who are not in love with spring, and no feelings that are neither painful nor itchy.
The first love is sweet and green, the first kiss is sweet and green, and the first night is sweet and green ... In fact, we don't have to let the tears flow silently, we don't have to hide our sad feelings, and we don't have to forget the lingering sadness. We really should keep her in memory forever.
Pick up a passionate pen, dip it in our blood and tears, hang all the sufferings you have tasted on the olive branch, write down your feelings and grievances, love and hate, and write down your pain and joy. Happiness and sadness, write down everything you see in your hazy eyes.
Maybe love won't tease us forever.
Love is like a green olive, love is like a green olive. .......