In the evening class of physics in the second year of high school, the teacher asked me and him to go on stage to solve problems. There was sunset at that time, and the sky was a warm orange-red. The light came in through the window, and the whole classroom was filled with a golden halo. It shone on him. I looked at him, turned my head and looked at each other, smiled and "clicked" a picture of the memories of our youth, which were sealed forever. My name is Zheng Moyi, Acheng, and I will love you forever.
Intention: This is the hottest chapter in our youth