Three years of high school are over, and the past will one day fade away like smoke. The anger, infatuation, love and hate I experienced in the past were thrilling and unforgettable; but when I look back, I only feel a touch of melancholy and sadness.
We are all growing up and moving beyond the constraints of the past. Brave people don't run away. We are young and have strong vitality. Life is an experience.
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