Time flies by like water, leaving only the silhouette in memory. But who knows when the silhouette will disappear. I wrote this article while it was still clear, recording the youth and frivolity in junior high school, and leaving memories with the tip of my pen.
PS: Each title in the text is a different story and can be read separately without affecting the overall reading. This article was written by Mu Mu with the help of her male best friend, so Mu Mu would like to thank her male best friend.