Ten years ago, I rushed to the dormitory in the rain, but now I hold an umbrella and sigh, waiting for the express driver to pick up the first 100 passengers;
Ten years ago, I would carefully wonder why my friends' text messages did not include smiley faces, but now there are a bunch of red dots on my unread messages before going to bed.
If you dream about yourself ten years ago, the one who was smiling or crying and confused...
Would you tell him not to waste his time? Comfort her that everything will be over? Or just watch him move forward in ignorance?
Hemingway said that the greatest regret in life is that a person cannot have youth and the feeling of youth at the same time.
So I would like to use this story to commemorate the youth of many people.
Concept: If you connect the dots of your life into a line, will it appear as a function, or just a bunch of random numbers? Or maybe all the random numbers will reveal their direction after ten years.
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Since they have different original intentions and different audiences, I will treat the author's book and the film and television adaptation separately.
Since they have different original intentions and different audiences, I will treat the author's book and the film and television adaptation separately.