I always remember the separation in the hot and sunny summer. My high school ended. I have met many people and many things. I am not sure if I miss them, but those people and things have made me who I am now. Maybe I should be grateful, but most things are never very good, and some even make me disgusted. But those things, no matter how beautiful or terrible, happened in my youth. I should commemorate my youth, the struggle of studying hard in the cold window, and the things that made my high school at least have other fun besides studying. I hope that my story can let you see your own youth. There is no need to define whether it is worth it, but I have definitely grown a lot.
Intention: No matter how painful the process of growing up is, you should look back openly and do not have to worry about it. Life is always moving forward.