2008 Was a very fruitful year, with the Chinese Olympic dream coming true and Shenzhou VII launching a space walk; 2008 was also a sad year, with the Wenchuan earthquake touching the hearts of hundreds of millions of people. For me, in 2008, I was both worried and longing. I finally got through the painful senior year of high school and rushed to the dream paradise of university. Everything was unknown and beautiful, just like a puppy running to happy bones. Our youthful years have just begun.
I am Xiaoyu, an ordinary college student born in the 1980s. Here I want to tell the true stories that happened around me, about my friends, my sisters, my love, and the love of my friends. Youth is the painful happiness that belongs to us. In youth, we promise dreams that can never be fulfilled. Youth is the imperfect love we encounter in the most beautiful years.
Do you still remember the person who cried with you, made trouble with you, and made you happy? Do you still remember those times with her?