The campus is like a rotating cage from which you cannot break free or escape.
The campus is like a greenhouse under the scorching sun, with irrigation water and sunshine strips.
In the eyes of others, campus high schools are people who are trapped in campus rules and cannot escape. But only she knows that in this small world full of sunshine, she has turned her ordinary daily life into an exclusive sweet chapter wrapped in sugar.
There were no surging winds and waves, only the ever-bright sunlight by the classroom window, the wind passing by in the corridor, and the daily life on campus that I had accumulated slowly and filled with little sweetness. First person orientation
Intention: growth