Just a Story

The beginning of the story is the familiar September, the day when school starts, the beginning of countless stories, and the beginning of youth. Even though, countless similar stories happened. However, summer is still summer, and in the story, there will always be a section that belongs to you that you cannot let go of and that you will remember. My name is Shen Yun and I come from a remote mountain village. The mountain village is very nice, not to mention the beautiful scenery. Even though it is not as beautiful as Lin Daixian's smile, it is still pleasant. Not to mention the distant state, just a sapling is enough to show the beauty of this landscape. Of course, the tree is not just a random tree. If so, it would be okay. Although the tree is just our pine tree, it is even the same kind as the one outside the classroom, but the shape of the tree is very different. It is not straight, because it grows in the cracks of the rocks, but it has such a strong posture. The teacher looked at me and said helplessly: "Excuse me, Mr. Shen Yun. Get out of class is about to end, and there are still students who haven't introduced themselves. Can you wait until the next opportunity to speak?" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.