To put it simply, it reflects me and the state of our campus life. Yes, it is so narrow. There is only me and us in it, not you and them. This is like the Berlin Wall, cutting one world into two worlds. I said that what I want to write is only my side, and what is the scenery on the other side? I'm sorry, I don't know, and I have no interest in knowing, that's it. So what does the "us" I want to write about look like on campus? I hate homework, I hate listening to classes I find boring, I hate teachers I think I don't like, I hate those selfless activists in the class, I hate parent-teacher conferences, I hate report card comments, I like pretty girls, I like spending time with my buddies and sisters every day, I like skipping classes, I like others doing late self-study while I am outside watching the whole city lights up and people coming and going, I like being in the limelight, and I like the pretentious melancholy of adolescence that worries me about writing new words. That's pretty much it, there is no great sermon about good or evil, there is only youth.