What will we encounter in the three years between the ages of fourteen and seventeen?
Is it the mountains of study materials, or the trepidation of jumping over the wall to skip classes and surfing the Internet with classmates, or leaning under the green shade, riding the May breeze, holding an ice drink that is gradually losing its moisture, chatting about the near future, full of yearning.
We are all born different. When looking up, some people will see the endless sky, while others will meet the twinkling stars.
We are born fearless. The impulse of youth is to set off immediately towards what you love, not to be afraid of the difficulties and obstacles ahead, and to walk hand in hand.
We are born free. Flap your wings and soar in the sky, nostalgically traveling through the past.
(It's so hard to write an introduction because I'm autistic!!)
It was a plan that was put into writing a long time ago... Fill in the incompetent people-the document is started...! !
Purpose: to record the innocent and beautiful three years of high school