On the day after the college entrance examination, Su Xian held a stack of books and walked slowly along the avenue covered by camphor trees. When she arrived at the school gate, something seemed to pull her heart. She stopped, slowly glanced at the carved stone in the central flower bed, and silently read the six characters on it. Su Xian took a breath and walked out of the school with a slight smile, just like she walked into the school with a smile three years ago. However, this time, I personally erased the traces of myself in the attached high school bit by bit, quietly, as if I had never been there. The passage of three years has numbed Su Xian's heart. She has forgotten what she was like three years ago, and she doesn't know what she will be like in the future.
Purpose: The road to growth may not always be smooth sailing