I would like to write this article to commemorate my youth. "I was lucky enough to witness a young man's rise to fame. I was lucky enough to have a crush on him. I was lucky enough to climb a hillside with him to watch fireflies. I was lucky enough to go to a sea full of rocks with him. The rusty table legs were lucky enough to witness this period of flamboyant and repressed emotions, but in the end I was not lucky enough to be with him for a hundred years." After the college entrance examination, he returned to No. 1 Middle School to get something. Shen Muzhou picked up the bookmark sandwiched in the book, with moist eyes. But he never came back. After many years, classmates and friends said mixed things: "Nian Nian, I saw Shen Muzhou kissing you secretly!" Lin Nian just smiled and remained silent. But she knew that the boy she met when she was seventeen or eighteen was too enthusiastic, and the protagonist of future stories could only be him.
Purpose: commemorate youth