Written to eighteen years old
High school life is always like a storage box full of junk
The journey of life is long ahead
Some people think it is just that
Already lost halfway
But I still have to take it out from time to time
Turn over the corners
Take a look at where I came from
Piece together what I looked like at that time
Proud, stubborn, determined, confused
This is Xia Wan's youth, and it's also mine
I don't know if it's yours
It's also possible O(∩_∩)O