Many years later, we will find that our original ideal of getting into Tsinghua University and Peking University has not been realized. The plan to write a novel was thrown out of mind after the college entrance examination, and hiding the person we like in our hearts has become an eternal secret. However, the self who could smile hard, shout loudly, chew books vigorously, and be full of strength in whatever he did was truly left behind in high school, the most prosperous time that could never be returned.
This work is written for the boy I liked in high school. How many times have I seen you from a distance, raised my hand, smiled, and passed you by in your eyes. You don't understand how important you are to me, just like you don't know how many unwilling and helpless looks I carry in your back.
For all of us in high school.
Intent: Gratitude and nostalgia for youth, people and things in high school