I encountered SARS in the sixth grade, I encountered H7N9 in my junior high school, and I encountered H7N9 in college after the college entrance examination. Horrible legends of the end of the world have been circulating for four years in college. The first batch of children born in the 1990s, how are you?
With the weird college entrance examination system, cram-feeding education, a generation that has plenty of food and clothing, a generation that is good at introspection, a generation that has been called "brain-dead", are you really okay?
I would like to dedicate this document to the children of the early 90s and early 90s who share the same youthful memories as most of the late 80s. Everyone's youth story is unique. The characters may be the same, but the feelings are different; they may be struggling and hesitant, but they grow in the end; they may have many regrets, but they are ultimately beautiful. There is no need to magnify the pain of youth, nor to cover up the setbacks you have experienced. Others' effortlessness may be a big deal to you, and then it is your unforgettable memory, even if it is as light as a feather in the eyes of others. I want to tell our youth story, not someone else's understatement.