Fairchild's high-spirited copywriting

Youth | The sun on the earth is just right, and it is at a young age.

A teenager's heart is a wasteland on a midsummer night, which can't be cut and burned. When the long wind blows, weeds even grow to the sky.

The wind blew into the teenager's dream through confusion, and the words in those three poems were accidentally remembered for many years.

Countless dust gathers into a light, our life is burning, and we have a light that is generated in our own time.

My moon never hangs. With love, I can become a gladiator.

The summer in Phuket has never stopped, and the teenagers I love have always been in love.

Teenagers prefer the crumbling sunset, but they don't know what they have at this moment is the brilliant dawn of life.

The gods confiscated people's timidity and made the youth of teenagers full of vigor and vitality.

The wind of self-study at night is very strong, which makes me see the road ahead clearly and reminds me of the dream I wanted to capture when I was a teenager.

The setting sun shines on everyone's faces through the windows, and the classroom at night is illuminated by evening self-study. This is the youth of all of us

I don't want to be a bad collection of poems, I want to be the most shocking chapter in the banned book.

Teenagers and love never grow old.

Even if you go through thorns, you will lose your clothes.

A 17-year-old boy has pure feelings.

Love is always vigorous, and I want to pick the stars without hesitation.