These are all my thoughts when I was a teenager. I kept them at the bottom of the sealed box. I took them with me wherever I went over the years. I read them from time to time. While amusing myself, I couldn't help but secretly curse my childishness at that time.
Those past events, my experiences.
I'm not old yet, but I always want to remember him.
Friendship, family, pressure, unknown emotions, joy and pain are never absent.
If you have nothing to do, turn it over and take a look. Maybe you are the same person I used to be.
Light and heavy, take a look and smile. The most important thing is the young man here.