The seventy-year-old sky is like a ignited flame. The forty-degree summer, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas, is gradually approaching Mocheng, and the heat wave is sweeping through this Mocheng. In this impetuous season in Mocheng, there are many loves and hates happening, burning and burning. This place has witnessed our growth, witnessed our bitterness and sweetness in the past three years, and witnessed our youth and vitality. Our classmates have stood side by side for three years and have become better adults together. I didn't meet you at the best time, but meeting you gave me the best time.
They are young people. They are not happy when they look at the spring breeze, they are not annoyed when they look at the spring cicadas, they are not sad when they look at the autumn wind, they do not sigh when they look at the winter snow, they are too lazy to notice when they are full of wealth, and they dare not face injustice and injustice, just because they are teenagers. Later, the wind from Nanshan scattered the grain piles, and the water from the North Sea submerged the tombstones. Many things changed dramatically, and countless people came and came back. Finally, they are no longer teenagers.
Intention: To our youth, may youth never regret it