In the golden age of my life, I had many extravagant hopes: Wang Xiaobo.
Looking back more than ten years later, Yan Xiaoyu's girlhood has passed by, and those who did not defeat her will make her stronger. The youth of our generation, which has suffered, laughed, loved and hated, is the coordinate of growth. It is dedicated to those lost youthful days, to those nights of studying hard, and to those who pass by our world.
Looking back at her growth path also resonates with the tempering path of every girl among us.
Intention: If life were just like the first time we met