They always say that youth is hard to catch. To put it bluntly, it's because these people don't have much brains. They wish they could forget the names of half the people in the class as soon as they graduate from high school. Maybe it's because I have a habit of narrating things and talking about all the craziness of my middle school days to everyone, so I spent more than half of my brain recording the people and events in my youth. This is all true, don't feel stupid after reading it. Of course, it is also possible that you think my past six years are too ups and downs and are disappointed. This can't really be read as a novel. There's not much sense of baggage, it's purely for nostalgia. Youth is like a horse galloping past your ears. If you don't pay much attention at all, you will probably only feel the dirt on your face and the horse's butt. You may even be frightened and somersault away, shouting "What the hell is this?" So, now it's up to me, the guy who didn't do anything serious and just waited for this beautiful horse to recount to you that irreversible moment. Having said so much, I can only summarize it with one sentence: Long live youth.
Purpose: Add another touch to true youth