Looking at Love Through Fleeting Years

He is obviously a popular person in the first class, but his dream is to go to school; he is obviously a person who can turn his hands into clouds and rain, but he is bullied because he has never been to school; he is obviously gentle to his classmates and friends, but he is a paralyzed person. Although it looks like a skin, it is actually the stuffing of the campus. It is dark, hilarious, joyful, sad, heartwarming, and growing. This is the growth story of a 12-year-old eldest son, from the first year of junior high school to the third year of high school, and then to college, all the stories he has experienced. I don't know what attack is. I don't know what suffering is. To us, to classmates, to teachers, to youth. Attack or accept? You take a guess.