
Young Man Zeng, My System is Mentally Retarded
About This Novel
The years flow like a song, taking away the excitement of youth, but leaving behind the memories of the youth. Those days seemed like yesterday, but also seemed like they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. When we were young, we had dreams and walked in a hurry. The early morning sunshine shines on the playground. We run, sweat and hope intertwined, forming a picture of youth. At that time, we only had the distance in our hearts, and we were not afraid of hardships or wind and frost. When we were young, we fought side by side and stayed together through thick and thin. The chats and laughter between classes and the lights at night are all our memories. We discuss life together, share dreams, support each other, and grow together. The friendship at that time was pure and sincere, like the rising sun, warm and dazzling. However, time flies and time flies. We are no longer the teenagers we once were, those days are gone. We have embarked on our own paths, carrying the burden of life. We learned to compromise, to be strong, and to cherish. Today, we may no longer be teenagers, but our hearts will always be young. We still have dreams and still love life. We are willing to use our hands to create more beautiful memories. May we all be like Mr. Zeng, who bravely pursues his dreams and is not afraid of hardships and hardships; may we all be like Mr. Zeng, cherish friendship and work together; may we all be like Mr. Zeng, who loves literature and pursues poetry. Zeng Boy, those wonderful times will always be engraved in my heart.
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