A story written for those born in the 1980s.
After graduating from college, I left a message in the alumni directory saying: "Where are you guys? Please sing and drink together and get drunk with me." In fact, I don't have the ability to drink, and getting drunk is only a matter of two or three. Although the drinking capacity is exaggerated, the nostalgia is real.
This article is dedicated to my university and those years.
Even if no one pays attention, I will never look back. I feel that I need to finish this matter.
I'm a little worried, worried that if I get busier, I won't have time to miss you.
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