With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, I decided to go home and reunite with my family. On the plane, I happened to meet a girl named Aila, around my age. By a twist of fate, we spent the night in Vilnius, Lithuania. She told me about those years she still remembered, drawing me into her story and letting me feel the wildness and determination, love and hate, steadfastness and fearlessness of those years.
Like many people born in the 1990s, her story began in middle school, in those years...
Cheng Han, Jiang Xiaoliang, Luo Wenqian, Bi Xiaojie... They were destined to become memories I could never forget.
My friends and I were shocked
Now I find it quite tiring to comment on this.
Only those who have the capital can write it
I'm embarrassed if I can't write well.
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