This article commemorates the passing years of youth, from school to job hunting. It is a secret mixture of reality and fiction. If there is any similarity, it is really an honor.
Youth is like a song, youth is like a dream, youth is an olive leaf...
The fragrant and romantic yearning of girlhood has gone with the wind, but the bitterness of pursuit in youth is still vivid in my mind.
I would like to dedicate this document to all my friends who, like me, are stepping into the university campus at the turn of the millennium!