At the beginning of the first year of high school, Xia Zhi and her good friends were assigned to the same class. She thought this was a great luck. Unexpectedly, in this youth, she met someone who fell in love with her at first sight, a like-minded friend, a head teacher who was rigid and strict on the surface, funny with insults, but warm in private.
The youth that I thought was quiet has a different flavor.
It turns out that everyone has their own youth. The cicadas were chirping, the sun was dazzling, and a group of teenagers met with smiles on their faces that summer.
Intention: The sun is shining in the world, the wind is blowing through the treetops, we were young at that time
