It's just something that goes from youth to adulthood.
The author is a very boring person, I would like you to take a look.
Um. Not very good at writing.
It's more like writing a diary.
When I was young I didn't know what it was like to be sad, and I actually don't know it now either...
For the young comrade Cai Xuan, she really loved heaven and earth and hated heaven and earth.
I always cry at some people's graves at inappropriate times.
Well, is it necessary to be timely?
Who understands its taste?
I have the heart to hate, but in the end I find that time flies by and years pass in the blink of an eye. I have to admit that I don't hold grudges.
More than ten years have passed since she thought this way.
Intention: We are all living well.