We, born and raised in Beijing. The city of Beijing has nurtured too many people and destroyed too many people. Like many Beipiao, we have been baptized and washed in this city. Here we struggle, fight, cry, and despair. In this city, family affection, friendship, and love are also happening. In the end, we are still us, and Beijing is still Beijing. Dedicated to all young people born and raised in Beijing who are struggling.