This is a growth memorandum written for those born in 2000. Using time as pen and years as paper, it outlines the complete trajectory of a generation of young people from ignorant childhood to dream-seeking youth. The story begins with the daily fireworks at the beginning of the century. The nursery rhymes of rubber band jumping, hot strips at the canteen, bicycle bells on the way to school, and comic books secretly hidden in homework books form the most vivid footnotes of childhood.
With the advent of the Internet wave, the dynamics of social space, the carnival of food-stealing games, and the thoughts under the skirts of school uniforms have witnessed the transformation of teenagers. The frantic writing in class, the casual thoughts on the sidelines of the playground, and the crooked signatures on the graduation booklet hide the youthful thoughts about friendship, secret love, and confusion. Then, the whistle of the college entrance examination, the luggage of leaving home, and the anxiety of entering the society for the first time. The post-00s learned to be strong in the coercion of the times, and lost their childishness in the choices and struggles.
The work does not have ups and downs of the plot, but it is full of real and tangible details: the change from flip phones to smartphones, the change from offline gatherings to online cloud chat, and the label switching from "non-mainstream" to "Buddhist" and "internal". The wind carries not only the footsteps of growing up, but also the fragments of memories shared by a generation - those moments pushed forward by the times, the warmth accumulated in laughter and tears, all flow quietly between the lines.
This is a collective autobiography belonging to those born in the 2000s. It is also a resonant work written for everyone who has stumbled forward in youth. It allows us to reunite with our young selves in familiar scenes.
Purpose: Abandon dramatic narratives, focus on real-life episodes such as childhood snacks, daily school life, and first experiences in the workplace, conveying that "growth is never an earth-shattering transformation, but a bit of precipitation hidden in daily fireworks", allowing every reader to see the mirror image of their own youth in familiar details.