This Journey Called Youth

Bored in my book circle with no one (except myself). I found that the book rating was zero, and I was the only book friend. That's why I wrote this book review. If someone unfortunately reads this book, please give this review a like or leave a message. At least let me know that this book is also read. Although I know that not many people have read this book, or in other words, no one has read it at all, and no one will read it. But I wrote it anyway. Emmmm, this book has not been signed and may not be signed. Fortunately, reading articles is still very user-friendly. At least I can still write. I knew that if I didn't try to sign a contract, the book would probably go unnoticed. Of course, I'm not saying that you can successfully sign a contract if you submit a manuscript. (I don't know where I got the courage from) But I do still write. I'm waiting for someone with a discerning eye to read and know what I want to express. Of course, I didn't write this book for any good achievements or income. I just write for the sake of writing. Because I like it and because I have something to express, I write it. Just think of it as fulfilling my dream. It can also be regarded as me entertaining myself and enjoying it. The author is lazy. Very lazy, very lazy, very lazy. Coding is slow. Very slowly very slowly very slowly. The third year of junior high school is very busy. Very busy, very busy, very busy. Kavin for a long time. A long, long, long time. But now. Very boring. So I wrote this long review in my book circle of zero book friends and zero book reviews. I believe someone will see it. Someone will understand. When I first wanted to write this novel, it was just a whim. Thinking of recording our youth. But as I kept writing, I found the reason why I really wanted to write. I added my imagination to it, giving this book beauty, memories, and dreams. Ji Wuyu can be said to be me, or the inner me. I want to be as arrogant as her, as optimistic as her, and like her, even in deep adversity, there are still people who understand her and accompany her. I will strive to be as good as I think I am. Although there are many unnecessary plots added to the novel. But that is our understanding of youth, our persistence in dreams, and our imagination of this beautiful and illusory love. So far, only five people have collected this book. There is only one book friend who is the starting point (maybe it doesn't count). The rest are them. They have built this journey of youth with me. Maybe they don't understand either. Maybe they only care about themselves. But they are still watching. I'm still watching. We are still looking forward to it. I will keep writing this book. One year, two years, three years, even five years, ten years. I won't stop updating, I don't want to finish the book, and I can't abandon the book. Just think of it as giving them an explanation, giving us an explanation, giving you (perhaps the readers in my imagination) an explanation, giving "him" an answer, and giving yourself an explanation. Although there is still one year before we are separated. But I believe the friendship is still there. The memories remain. This book is timeless. I hope that when I read this book again, I will be able to recall myself who is struggling now, myself who strives hard, myself who is optimistic and positive, myself who is proud and proud, myself who is timid and cowardly, and who is constantly striving for a better version of ourselves. It should also be for those unrealistic imaginations and endless illusions in one's own heart. I want to use this book as a love letter. Confess my love to them, express my love to "him", and express my love to my unrepentant youth. I want to rely on this book. Send it with thoughts, send it with imagination, send it with beauty, send it with youth. I want to take this book as a memory. Seal the gloomy and cowardly self in the past, write down the self that is fighting bravely now, and write down the self that will continue to improve in the future. I want to make this book my dream. I love literature and admire literature, so I wrote about myself in the form of novels. I love music and am obsessed with music. So I portrayed Ji Xia's dream in the form of a novel. I love the world and believe in the world. So I expressed my blessing to it in the form of a novel.