I have already passed high school and I don't know why, but I always think of those years in my life. Sometimes it's on the bus, sometimes when I can't sleep in the evening, sometimes it's the familiar music in a familiar afternoon, etc. These scenes always make me think of those days involuntarily, and also think of those people who were originally buried in my memory. , So the door to memories slowly opened. If you think about it carefully, it was only a few years ago, but I don't know why a lot of things seemed to have changed in the past few years. As a result, when I recalled these things again, although they were very clear, they felt strange, as if these things were not my experience. I wonder if you feel the same way. But on the other hand, I feel very lucky. Fortunately, I can still think of that time. I can still remember those times when I think about it. I am afraid that I will take root deeply in the complex life of society and go further and further away. When people ask you about that time one day, you will not be able to answer. It would be a pity if I ended up like this. , So I wanted to write it down when I felt that it was not too far away. Only those who remember these things will understand that they really happened. People who forget will only say, oh, those days, I can't remember them clearly, but we did go through those years. There must be some stories that filled the life at that time. What we want to talk about now are these stories