I haven't recalled my high school days for a long time. Deep in my memory, I am very disgusted with my high school life. I am so disgusted that just thinking about it makes me feel very bad. But I read a novel recently, and I couldn't help but recall the high school days that disgusted me. The past events reappeared one after another, and I finally discovered something that was engraved in my mind during that messy high school era.
Concept: flower season and rainy season