The Growing-Up Diary of Childhood Sweethearts

Very cute article, very comfortable and natural feeling... Why did it end? TAT

I very much hope that the author will continue writing this article, preferably until he graduates from college.

It's so well written, just like when I was a child. I really hope you can write more, and I can read it longer. I especially like such fresh and natural words, like the breeze blowing through my heart, which is indescribably beautiful.

Borrowing books... It's true, it's inevitable for everyone (shows hands)

Like it very much. Those childhood memories with nowhere to say goodbye... Those memories of youth. Thank you author. Let me relive the beauty of the past.

Seeing this, I remembered the fragments of elementary school memories I wrote before, haha. I will post nothing o(∩_∩)o...

So cute, especially this confused doll, haha. . .

I still remember things from my childhood so clearly! It seems that I am really confused! I really like this diary. It's a very subtle feeling, some things that have been ignored by growth are faintly revealed.

It's from the south, I guess. The year of heavy snowfall was 1992. I fell when I went out and had an ice fight with the little boy upstairs. It hurt like hell, but I was very happy. Later he moved away. It was a pity. He was the first man to give me roses on Valentine's Day. . . (Plastic roses... We were five years old that year...)

I really like the taste of youth