An old article
Last summer was the last time I could burn before my senior year of high school. At that time, I could still be crazy about my dreams and play unscrupulous games with my friends. This was a game written for my deskmate's birthday. Come to think of it, even if my senior year of high school is over, at least half of the freedom, liveliness and cheerfulness I had at that time will be gone.
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