When I was young, I was always thinking about things like this, but never realized them. I watched my friends around me go from being in love to breaking up, and I felt a lot of emotions in my heart. I just want to weave them into stories as a memorial museum of my youth......
(I came up with the title from Mr. Lu Xun's "Morning Blossoms Plucked at Dusk". I'm too busy recently and won't update it, but the paper manuscript has been written.)