The poem on that page reads as follows:

If it's been ten years

You are the bloom of the snow

I think I'm the willow leaf in my backyard

An early summer, spring and autumn are waiting for you

Then accompany you through the winter

If another twenty years

You're the last viewer behind the curtain call

I think what I am

Think about it

I was probably the first balloon to hang on stage

It's okay to keep watching you leave

If another thirty years

What you are

So far

I can't even think of it

I think you're finally a big girl

I......

I... I

I can't think of what I am

you

Are you willing to wait for my answer?

……

Lu Shiyuan never imagined that anyone's junior high school classmates could be like this, Lu Shiyuan later read a lot of books, and went online to Baidu, only to confirm that this was really written by a junior high school boy himself.

Perhaps, this poem, which is incomprehensible to others, was written by a little boy after thinking about it for a long time, maybe every sentence had to be considered for a long time, and maybe every word had to be written for a long time before he dared to put it down.

At that time, there was only one classmate record, and I wouldn't ask for several at once if I was super thick-skinned.

Maybe, maybe.

Lu Shiyuan asked Li Yangqing, hey, Li Yangqing, what do you think this poem means? Poor vulgar classmate Lu Shiyuan, I couldn't read it at that time.

Li Yangqing said that this means that this boy likes this girl very much, between the lines, how obvious.

Is it obvious?

"Then why do you think it's going to be thrown away? Li Yangqing. Lu Shiyuan then asked.

This time, Li Yangqing thought about it for a long time, thinking about it for the whole morning self-study, and going to buy food between classes for a long time, but he still couldn't think of an answer.

"I don't know, but I think." Li Yangqing was very solemn, "I think it's ......"

"What do you think?" Lu Shiyuan is a little anxious about Li Yangqing, do you think girls don't look down on boys, or boys hurt girls' hearts, or what?

"I don't think that's a bad thing." Li Yangqing habitually turned the ballpoint pen in his hand and raised his head to answer.

"Cut, does that have anything to do with it being thrown away?" Lu Shiyuan looked disdainful. "By the way, Li Yangqing, what are you like in junior high school?"

Lu Shiyuan remembered the graduation photos in Li Yangqing's mobile phone album, Li Yangqing at that time, there seemed to be no change from now, just a little smaller, a small face and small shoulders, with the same hair as everyone, and wearing the same school uniform as everyone, but this is not enough, Lu Shiyuan still wants to know more, what kind of hobbies did this girl have at that time, what good friends did she have, and what interesting and cute things she did......

The first thing I like a person is her now, then she used to be, and finally the one who likes or loves the future.

"Li Yangqing, you show me your junior high school classmates" Lu Shiyuan pretended to be pitiful and begged.

Li Yangqing naturally refused, and he refused to be killed, so he didn't.

"What, is there any secret that you can't see? Did you fall in love with someone else at that time? Lu Shiyuan asked.

"Nope." Li Yangqing shook his head.

"Then what shameful thing are you doing, your classmates said it in your classmates?"

Li Yangqing thought about it, but still shook his head.

"Then why don't you show me, I'll show you how good I am?"

"Nope."

"A pack of Skittles!"

"Nope."

……

Lu Shiyuan forgot how to get Li Yangqing to agree, anyway, it seems that he paid a lot of price, haha~

Li Yangqing brought the classmate record from junior high school as promised, and Lu Shiyuan read it carefully.

Regarding the stupidest thing Lu Shiyuan has ever done, then the next one will definitely be among the best, at least Lu Shiyuan thinks it's like this, how can a boy be so naïve? How can it be so naïve!

Because of this incident, Li Yangqing even got angry with Lu Shiyuan for the first time, very angry, very angry.