The sound of the alarm clock woke up Lan Yu. She woke up from a daze, still immersed in the scene where she was lying on the table and calculating desperately. When her roommate's bell rang, she woke up completely. She looked up at the curtain in front of her, was startled for a moment, and then came to her senses:
Ah, it's a dream.
She has to go to school in the morning instead of studying in the morning.
Some people say that the senior year of high school is the most memorable period in life.
Lan Yu entered her senior year of high school ignorantly. Her life seemed to be no different from before. She went to class, laughed with her classmates, and caught up on her homework as before. I look forward to going home and eating a delicious meal cooked by my mother at noon every day. But the tense atmosphere is everywhere, followed by psychological and emotional entanglements.
When Lan Yu was in her senior year of high school, she lamented: "The senior year of high school can only be used to reminisce, and I don't want to experience it again." But a year later, Lan Yu fell silent.
Time urges people to grow up, and the hurried pace can no longer stop. If you haven't finished speaking, forget it. There are always some regrets that you need to learn to let go of, and you don't need to carry too heavy a bag for the road ahead.
Make peace with the past.
——"Next stop, Chashan Liu"
Intention: Struggle and Regret