I don't have much imagination, so I can't write a love that cuts to the bone or a friendship where people would take a knife for each other and brave fire and water. I just hope to write something to remember those azure days now gone. Besides, life is just a cup of plain water. Earth-shattering events can't happen to everyone.
Most of the stories here really happened. Maybe someone will find their own reflection in them, or experiences that feel familiar. After all, in those years, we really did so many foolish things that were similar, even identical. Looking back and laughing at how silly we were, there is still a faint sadness in our hearts...
I dedicate this work to the brothers and sisters who shared joy and sorrow, laughter and tears with me.
I like to reminisce about the past, come on, come on