I wrote the article from the second year of junior high school to my current second year of high school... I picked it up and put it down many times... I didn't know how to write it down because something happened. However, one day I opened the manuscript and suddenly found that I had almost written it... So I tried to type it up again...
Very tacky story and very childish writing style...
But I still can't bear to throw it away... Because there are too many memories of myself in the story... And people I miss...
I always feel that it is too lonely to bury the story in my heart... So I want to write it out. As for how many people read it, it doesn't matter...