The summer in the old northern city is not hot, and the fragrance of flowers lingers on the path to the century-old school.
When the wind blows, the youthful vitality cannot be concealed, and the noisy campus embodies the hope of youth.
Three years of high school passed by in a blink of an eye.
I will regret not working hard, and I will regret contradicting the teacher's temper, but I have never regretted meeting you that summer.
Purpose: grow together and pursue dreams