At the end of 2017, I was invited to return to Lincheng No. 4 Middle School to give a lecture on the college entrance examination. It was a season when everything was dying, and rows of sycamore trees on campus stood bare on both sides of the road. I was walking on this road that I had walked back and forth countless times, and the abandoned audio-visual education building not far away threw the light and shadow of the past at me.
I remembered the past 15 years ago, when I was a member here.
Admission, military training, class placement, college entrance examination. My high school career was like a carbon copy of all high school students. Studying, exams, and mountains of exercises together built up my youthful years.
Maybe my high school was no different than today's students.
Students in No. 4 Middle School uniforms walked past me, their childish laughter lingering in my ears. Then I remembered the smiles and touches I had left here.
Maybe my high school was no different than today's students.
The flag-raising platform in the center of the playground was remodeled, and a girl with long hair came from there. Then I thought of those figures engraved in my mind. My heart is pounding, my love is just beginning.
Then I thought of Lin Xin. Then I thought of Wang Lin - myself at that time.