In graduation photo High School, you stood at the far right of the fourth row, and I stood a little to the left in the middle of the second row. Your refreshing hair and bright eyes make me smell the sunshine.
The ponytail I raised, the time when my fingertips splashed down, our promises, and the flowers we were blown down by the wind were wet and beautiful like a poem.
Now, we are walking on different pictures, each carrying our own' memories', passing by in the fleeting time, and the distance between us is as far as Qianshan.
Reach out and never touch the warmth or smell the sun. Turning around, I can't wake up the warmth that passed by, and I can't afford to fly the kite that spring.
After all, time has taken you away, taken away our youth, and blown away our hazy and dreamy mood like a rainbow.
You are the most beautiful encounter in my youth, stringing beautiful scenery on the heartstrings. No matter how many times there are blooming spring flowers or misty winter snow, those who stand on both sides of the years will be like an old wine that lasts forever!