In my high school years, there was no vigorous love, no running away from home, no love letters, no boys buying auntie towels for girls... Every day I was in class, self-study, falling asleep and waking up from a sea of questions. It sounds boring, but in fact, I was quite happy every day...
Cold rice noodles, spicy hotpot; rice balls, sweet potatoes and barbecue rice
Pancakes, fruit grilled cold noodles, egg-filled pancakes and steamed buns...
The poisonous canteen, the queue for simple meals, the newly opened snack bar in Ximen...
Eat at noon and eat at night. In a word: "What are you going to eat after class later?"
Concept: the most common food, the purest emotion