Seventeen-year-old Wei Shengping is also filled with the joy of liking someone. She likes to look at his name in a notebook when she is in a daze, and hopes that this kind of love will only take root in a corner where no one can see it. So, full of affection, she wrote in her diary, "My high school life started at Ha Shi." On the night when she bid farewell to the age of nineteen, she was filled with confusion about the future. Thinking of that young boy with a bright future, she wrote in her diary with tears in her eyes, "My high school life ended at Ha Shi. Is it considered complete?" Far away in a foreign country, among the crowd, she recognized the familiar figure shining brightly on the stage at a glance. ——Do you think it's a different kind of meeting an old friend in a foreign country? ·Half city and half campus, maybe it's all about memories. ·The collision between the flower of the high mountains and the low self-esteem of few words.
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