When I look back on my youth, I always have so many regrets, and I still have so many memories that I will never forget. In front of me is a long list of formulas and poems, but around me are the whispers of classmates and the noise outside the window. Before I know it, high school is behind me. Some people have gained love, some have let it go, and some have gradually sprouted. No matter what kind of group of sisters have gone their separate ways...
Purpose: High school life is worth remembering, and suddenly we are no longer here when we look back