Our youth is like a cup of tea, bitter but with a hint of sweetness. Youth is both a dream and an awakening; youth is both illusion and reality; youth carries the most primitive beauty of life in our youth. The three years of high school have brought us too many beautiful memories. Let us follow An Zixuan's memories and appreciate the beauty of youth together again.
I would like to pay tribute to the youth I once had with this article.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
