He Yiyang said: "The thread of fate holds us together, so that two people in the west and south meet and know each other. Approach this new affection with a grateful heart. It's just because it washes away the previous shadows, washes away the bad luck left in their minds, and washes away the distractions in each other's hearts.

She is beautiful, pure and not delicate. I love being with her and smelling the scent that emanates from her. In the dead of night, we chatted back-to-back. Talking about the world, talking about the past and the present. Smelling the fragrance wafting in the air, leaving aside the shackles of school management, although my heart kept trembling - fear.

She is gentle, gentle and charming without being pretentious. I love being with her and appreciate the tenderness that I don't have. Walking in the leafy path, although her lively and jumping movements have added a lot of cheerful personality, she still can't hide her natural gentleness. Whenever I was silent, she always held my hand and shook it from side to side. "Hey! Don't stop talking! Feed!! What's wrong? Stomach ache? Headache? Hand pain? Foot pain?" After saying that, I was laughing to myself, but I ignored her and began to coquettish me. I'm as cute as a sister.

She's smart, clever and not proud. I love spending time with her and discussing difficult learning problems. We always help each other, she is better at math than me, I always ask her for advice when I don't understand, and sometimes we explore together. In English, this is my forte, and when I am at the table, I can't help but hear her asking questions in my ear.

Like-minded people, there is always something to say. A common dream allows us to progress together, and although we don't believe in each other's forever or commitments, we still make each other's vows.

We live a life of luxury. After dinner, we would always stroll around the small campus. My roommate said that we were too laid-back, and we didn't know how to improve even when it came to the exam. We just smiled because they didn't understand us. It's a kind of life, at a flowery age, we don't want to put too much pressure on ourselves, and we have our own schedule.

We all love the quiet nights, under the sparse moon and stars, telling the dreams hidden in our hearts and discussing how to realize them. Sometimes we laugh at our own innocence, we laugh at our exaggerated mouth. "Don't you think we're naïve?" It's a bit naïve, but if you don't try to do it, how do you know how naïve it is? Huh!"

We all like the bleak golden autumn and the snowy winter. Longing for the midsummer in the shade of green trees, enjoying the warm spring of warblers singing and dancing. We've been through four seasons together, and now, autumn is here again. It bears witness to our feelings, to my sincerity, to our vows.

The circle of fate, no matter how many detours you bypass, will eventually meet. With a nostalgic heart, to recall the "fate" circle that belongs to our youth.

The thread of fate holds us together, allowing two people in the west and south to meet and get to know each other. Approach this new affection with a grateful heart. It's just because it washes away the previous shadows, washes away the bad luck left in their minds, and washes away the distractions in each other's hearts.

She is beautiful, pure and not delicate. I love being with her and smelling the scent that emanates from her. In the dead of night, we chatted back-to-back. Talking about the world, talking about the past and the present. Smelling the fragrance wafting in the air, leaving aside the shackles of school management, although my heart kept trembling - fear.

She is gentle, gentle and charming without being pretentious. I love being with her and appreciate the tenderness that I don't have. Walking in the leafy path, although her lively and jumping movements have added a lot of cheerful personality, she still can't hide her natural gentleness. Whenever I was silent, she always held my hand and shook it from side to side. "Hey! Don't stop talking! Feed!! What's wrong? Stomach ache? Headache? Hand pain? Foot pain?" After saying that, I was laughing to myself, but I ignored her and began to coquettish me. I'm as cute as a sister.

She's smart, clever and not proud. I love spending time with her and discussing difficult learning problems. We always help each other, she is better at math than me, I always ask her for advice when I don't understand, and sometimes we explore together. In English, this is my forte, and when I am at the table, I can't help but hear her asking questions in my ear.

Like-minded people, there is always something to say. A common dream allows us to progress together, and although we don't believe in each other's forever or commitments, we still make each other's vows.

We live a life of luxury. After dinner, we would always stroll around the small campus. My roommate said that we were too laid-back, and we didn't know how to improve even when it came to the exam. We just smiled because they didn't understand us. It's a kind of life, at a flowery age, we don't want to put too much pressure on ourselves, and we have our own schedule.

We all love the quiet nights, under the sparse moon and stars, telling the dreams hidden in our hearts and discussing how to realize them. Sometimes we laugh at our own innocence, we laugh at our exaggerated mouth. "Don't you think we're naïve?" It's a bit naïve, but if you don't try to do it, how do you know how naïve it is? Huh!"

We all like the bleak golden autumn and the snowy winter. Longing for the midsummer in the shade of green trees, enjoying the warm spring of warblers singing and dancing. We've been through four seasons together, and now, autumn is here again. It bears witness to our feelings, to my sincerity, to our vows.

The circle of fate, no matter how many detours you bypass, will eventually meet. With a nostalgic heart, to recall the "fate" circle that belongs to our youth.

We all like the bleak golden autumn and the snowy winter. Longing for the midsummer in the shade of green trees, enjoying the warm spring of warblers singing and dancing. We've been through four seasons together, and now, autumn is here again. It bears witness to our feelings, to my sincerity, to our vows.

The circle of fate, no matter how many detours you bypass, will eventually meet. With a nostalgic heart, to recall the "fate" circle that belongs to our youth.

We all like the bleak golden autumn and the snowy winter. Longing for the midsummer in the shade of green trees, enjoying the warm spring of warblers singing and dancing. We've been through four seasons together, and now, autumn is here again. It bears witness to our feelings, to my sincerity, to our vows.

The circle of fate, no matter how many detours you bypass, will eventually meet. With a nostalgic heart, to recall the "fate" circle that belongs to our youth.