Suddenly I wanted to write such a book to remember my college life. Speaking of nostalgia, I haven't graduated yet and am an internship student. But the thought of leaving campus was overwhelming, and I really wanted to write such a novel. For no reason, I suddenly wanted to write. And I'm a little impatient, afraid that if I don't write, I will forget the memories in my mind; I'm afraid that I won't be able to grasp this student era; I'm afraid that I won't be a student the next time I pick up the pen; I'm afraid that I won't have time to think about it and won't have time to write.
Half of the entire college time was spent working part-time, and half of the time I met her. There is no grandeur with her, only a dull relationship, and I love her to the core without actually showing it. The article that follows my pertinent narrative may not be that exciting, and I don't want to include other things in it.