Seek a self-created love poem

Shallow years, classmates * * *

Light love, what is knowing love?

Love Mo Wen, and then by time.

Like a cloud flowing away, a farewell will be ancient.

I just feel long, hidden in my heart, and my thoughts are long.

Ask where it is

There is a road on the road.

The edge is a trance.

Good-bye, and so will the old man.

Once we are separated.

Ask each other

But it's hard to be alone

Muro went back to the same place.

Cai Dao,

Fate is the sorrow of teenagers,

Sometimes you don't know the taste, and you don't know the pain until you go.

What a lucky encounter,

Why are you alone,

It's just an old fate * * * sooner or later.

Why ask again, what is love?

Press: This is the old days. Come again when we meet again. Use this to awaken the old feelings, and I will marry it. I still remember it now, but it's incomplete, so I'll post what I remember to comfort the past.