I would like to give this book to everyone who has never forgotten their youth and is brooding about it. The reason why I say brooding is because I always feel that my youth should not have passed like that, but it is like that, accompanying me with joy and regret, like water flowing in a river, and the passing away is like this!
I always think that those classmates who live in my memory may have forgotten me long ago, and I am just a passerby to their youth. But in my memories, there are their stories and my high spirits.
In fact, I just want to write about my memories at that age and the story between us.