We always think that our sophomore year in high school will be endless.
The closed campus traps the body, but it cannot trap the quietly growing human heart.
There are close friends who stand side by side, there are quiet deviations, and there are also embarrassing confrontations in public.
Many emotions were hidden in the fireworks during class, on the playground and in the dormitory, and were never revealed.
Later I realized that the biggest regret of youth is,
It's not a fierce farewell, but slowly moving towards missing each other day after day.
The summer wind blows and dissipates, leaving only an echo for repeated recall in the future.
Concept: Not all encounters in youth will have an ending