(The full text has been serialized on the Yangtze River Chinese website.) Now as I sit in the Huawai Library and write this paragraph, I can still clearly feel "what I felt at that time." Finally, I escaped from that place and never had to go back. Even if I could turn back time, I would not want to go back. But why should I fall into memories and write down the people and things in that battle? Because this period of time should be given meaning by words, even though many people have walked the same road - the road to the college entrance examination. But in these most monotonous, boring, and stressful days, there are still stories happening, stories made up in one's own mind, stories happening in other people's world. They are wrapped in the smoke of the college entrance examination and pave the way to the future world. One day, I will forget and forget that I can no longer touch "the feeling of that time". But now, all these are still warm, cold, soft, hard, lively, and calm, impacting my body.