I've been wanting to write my own story for a long time, but I never had the idea to take shape and start writing. Whenever I recall those days, the past is always vivid in my mind, as if it was just yesterday.
Youthful life is so flamboyant, so wanton, and so exciting. We have laughed, cried, been moved, and been angry. But that is the real us, real youth, which may not have a vast world or a different kind of splendor. But I think it can help people find their former selves.
When I was writing this, I was always thinking about how I would record the story of the flowering and rainy seasons. At first, I wanted to write the story of me and L. But when I really think about it, most of the wonderful moments were not my experiences with L, but they are indeed my best memories. So I decided to record this period of time by people and events.