I accidentally dug out a Solitaire novel I started writing during the summer vacation of my freshman year of high school. I was inexplicably moved by the immature writing style and hesitant mood at that time. Some of the friends I wrote the novel with have never seen each other again, some are estranged, and some have stayed with me over the years and grown up together.
I picked up the sadness and happiness of the past, sighed at the beauty of that time, and sorted it out, hoping to leave more precious memories for myself and my friends.
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