The college entrance examination has just ended a few days ago. This year is one year after I graduated from college, and it is also the first time that I have been away from campus during the three days of June 7 and 89, so I am inexplicably filled with emotions.
I suddenly wanted to write about the trivial details of my three years in high school. As I get older, my memory gets worse and worse, so I want to write it down as soon as I can still remember it.
My three years of high school were very ordinary, and I didn't have puppy love. There were no bad students in our class, and there were not so many wonderful stories in the movies. We just spent our youth half-learning and half-playing.
Thinking about it this way, three years can even be condensed into the most ordinary day. But it is such an ordinary day, but it is worth remembering for a lifetime.