When I entered my senior year of high school, I suddenly realized that I was almost an adult, and there was only one year left in my high school life, which was called "if you don't go to high school, your life will be wasted." At this time, I began to carefully count every day that had passed. I closed my eyes and watched every inch of time slipping away quietly and slowly. I suddenly felt that in this youthful life, although it is not very vivid, I should do something to retain those memories that have been worn away by time and have very few memories left. Because no matter how beautiful the memory is, it is just like a shooting star, just for a moment, and it cannot be mentioned in the long time. I wanted to leave something behind in my high school life, but when I turned around, I discovered that just like walking in the desert, the footprints that were originally deep and well-tracked left no trace after the wind blew by. So, I thought of keeping those remaining memories by writing them down...
Intention: To my lovely classmates!