Little Stars

Some people always say that youth is gone forever, and every bit of the past will eventually belong to the past, and can only be recalled silently in the dead of night. I still remember that year, we were lying on the school playground, listening to Jay Chou's "Daoxiang" playing on the radio station, talking about our beautiful thoughts about the future, and enjoying the comfort that was unique to us at that moment. Okay, let's not talk so much. It's time for class. If we are late, the old class will punish us by singing. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.