Our Seventeen Years Old

The rain will stop and the sky will clear up. The rainy season in City A came very early that year, and several children were already halfway through their seventeenth year. Thinking back carefully, I suddenly felt that their 17-year-old life was like this rainy season, struggling under the rain, and then stumbling and growing up under the rain. I have experienced so many things, and I once felt as if I was gradually losing myself in this noisy world. Each one is the protagonist of his own life, sometimes selfish and sometimes passionate. Faced with this unique and sincere emotion of teenagers, their youth is tortuous and beautiful. … This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.