I have long wanted to reminisce about my youth, and I always felt that I wanted to leave something behind before entering the workplace. I always feel that we are the happiest but hardest working generation. The older generation is three poor and three rich, but we have to fight for fatherhood, relationship, and appearance. In this era of rich second generation and official second generation appearing in various headlines every day, have we become accustomed to the winner taking all? Everyone's youth is a story worth remembering. I came from the northern countryside, and I can't forget that group of people, those friends who are now far apart and no longer in contact. If you still remember those friends who cried and laughed with you, went to the toilet together, had snowball fights after class, and the first love who fought for her many times, let us recall together that period of time without benefits.