Sixteen or seventeen years old is the right age to dream, but it is also the age when you have no right to dream. In the green years, we had no choice but to meet on the tree-lined path of the campus. We hurriedly walked through each other's world. The former basketball court has become a black and white photo, but I still remember the old locust tree, the dense leaves, the ivy, and the entwining vines. But like our youth, we are destined to meet and be entangled. When I wake up from the dream in Lantian, I just hope that I can meet you again after many years.
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