This is a girl-to-woman story.
Growth is accompanied by pain.
It is an entanglement between the past and the future.
Also, the dreams we have had or expected in our memory.
We stand on the tail of youth and watch the flowers bloom and fall.
Find the beauty and bitterness of a past.
The Han Xiao here has my shadow, more or less.
The characters in it all have more or less the shadow of the friends around them.
I would like to write this article to record a period of youthful past.