In the midsummer when I was sixteen years old, the sun was shining brightly, and the white clouds were lingering. The young man ran wildly, raising his head brightly. The sky was as gorgeous as a painter's palette. We were fearless, and we were filled with courage. We turned around, and the branches outside the window grew wildly. We became Fearless Looks This book is dedicated to our unbridled sixteen-year-olds, fearless sixteen-year-olds, sixteen-year-olds full of regrets, sixteen-year-olds who want to do it but dare not do it, and a concise version of sixteen-year-olds: Uh... How can I finish my summer homework in ten minutes? Waiting online, it's quite urgent.
Purpose: To draw a perfect end to a youth full of regrets
