What does your high school days look like in your mind? Is it the endless vocabulary that I can memorize, or the endless five-three lessons?
In fact, high school is what we miss when we look back inadvertently. There were tall and handsome boys and delicate and beautiful girls there, and there was also a tenderness that we buried deep in our hearts, that unknown warmth, that feeling called secret love.
Demining: 1. It's just a short story, not long.
2. Don't be like a real person. It's purely original and has no prototype.
3. There is no logic in this article. The author is a poor writer, so don't attack~
Purpose: To protect and accompany