I still remember the story of the Plantain Spirit that the little boy repeated every day many years ago, and how I was fascinated by it every time.
I also remember those boys and girls who were punished because they were liked during their junior high school career when they never had enough sleep.
I remember that during the intense preparations for the college entrance examination, in addition to books, there was also a diary hiding a secret in the desk.
On the eve of the end of college, looking back on the four years of college, there are many firsts, many unfinished things, many reluctances, and many expectations and longings for a wonderful life in the future.
And for me, in different stages of life, what never changes is that I keep looking back and moving forward.