Silver Salt Photosensitive

"I think you should have a little bit of energy and accept that the world we live in is a little bit sad." Zhou Huaiju transferred schools in his sophomore year of high school and came to an 18th-tier town called "Xiaotan" between the Jianghuai River and the Huaihe River. Undisciplined and free-spirited, he blended into the new class smoothly. After a lot of charity and wealth, he started to stir up trouble. Unfortunately, he was targeted by the "moral pacesetter" of the class. This person, relying on his status as the league secretary, looked "gentle, courteous, thrifty," and talked about "benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trust," just like a feudal master. But gradually, Zhou Huaiju discovered that this person's words and deeds were inconsistent. He clearly said that the college entrance examination was the most important, but in fact, he meddleed in more affairs than anyone else. He seemed to be jealous of evil, but in fact he was brotherly and friendly with the bad boys outside the school. He seemed to have found something interesting in his boring school days. He was attracted to it little by little and moved closer unconsciously, finding a place for his uneasy heart. For an ordinary boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, nothing earth-shattering happened. After being severely beaten by society, I discovered that the excitement of winning a tender was not much different from the joy of a first kiss. Adults who are more likely to break their defenses, analyzing unfinished projects late at night, think that this is growing up, and they are no longer the little kid crying over a bowl of spilled dinner. In fact, the sadness at that time was real. If sadness could really be measured, the value might be higher than it is now. Silver salt photosensitive film, commonly known as film. Photos are the little tail of memory and the achievements of the past. CP: Zhou Huaiju x Tao Qie He has a smooth tongue and doesn't mind tormenting the young master. New Year's Eve Reunion HE 1V1 There is no Tianlong people opening their fingers, and there is no dog blood. It is very slow to heat up, and may not even be hot at all. It seems that no one reads campus articles anymore, but I still like "Boyhood" very much. These four words are full of vitality and add footnotes to all the choices in future life. Updated every other day, three times a week, and four times in good condition. I hope you enjoy watching it and that your memories of your boyhood will become more dazzling. Intention: For the distant peace in our hearts, we can only wage war again and again.