Looking back on my youth, it seems very ordinary.
But it doesn't seem ordinary.
I like the noisy corridors, I like the cafeteria with people coming and going, I like the lively school, I like the chirping of cicadas and the blazing sun in summer, I like the first snow on campus in winter, I like the dusk of late self-study, I like him.
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Most of what I write about is trivial matters! ! Short story, updated as the occasion demands.
Intention: Never give in to difficulties, face difficulties bravely
