[No. 3 Middle School campus, Chinese daily life, living treasures, laughter, inspiration, growth, youth]
The youth of those born in the 2000s is like a rushing river, gone forever, leaving only regrets and happy memories.
The first class was bitter, but the end of get out of class was sweet and sour.
Only later did I realize that going to school is sweet.
Ten years later, I am asking myself, has my original wish come true?
At this point, I can only look up at the stars, holding a beer in my hand, respecting my own ordinaryness, and only the memories are left to accompany me.
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