I often think of youth as a palette. There are what teenagers call "love, hate," and there are also innocent friendships. There are all kinds of interesting anecdotes hidden in the small campus. And I am an observer. Please let me tell you the story around me. Young people will eventually run in the long river of time. After crossing thorns, scars are the marks of our growth. Please don't be impatient. Can you click in and take a look? Is it possible? Please give the author a chance. This article is also known as: Interesting Anecdotes from Class Six
Graduation is about to take place. Let's commemorate the classmates who are about to say goodbye.
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I'm sure they can't see it
Purpose: Commemorating the Aomori Years