I have reorganized this article, and it is the first time I have written a long one. The frailty of the writing style is revealed between the lines, and I have tried my best to revise it.
When sorting it out, I found that: the feelings of the past have quietly changed, and I will write more plainly. Someone and something that was once set have been completely reversed. I hope that the inspiration will not run out, because at this moment, what I am telling is a brief recollection of life when I was young.