Who doesn't have youth?
That wonderful time, that time that can never be returned.
That year we were ignorant, ignorant, brave, and just budding seedlings.
During those days, in addition to a group of close friends who accompanied us, there were also those hateful people, and that person who stole your heart and made you want to see him every day.
No matter what it was like at the time, what happened, or who did the things that disgusted you, in the end it will become a memory, a memory that is deeply imprinted in your mind.
I once thought that graduation was far away, but in the blink of an eye, we all went our separate ways.
Now we should cherish our study life, do whatever we want, and confess if we want to. After all, life is so short. How can we not leave some memories to look back on when we are seventy or eighty years old?