The high school past of a group of small town question writers.
There are twists and turns but not very earth-shattering stories, simple but not very vigorous feelings, but at the end, not everyone has an ending.
"There will be countless moments when you stand on the first step and think you have caught a glimpse of the sky."
All of this starts from the last summer before the epidemic.
There is such a Chinese-style youth in a provincial key high school in a small county on the 18th tier.
Don't dare to forget, can't forget.
[No Youth Campus Literature Dog Blood Terrier This article is just a situation of the post-00 generation]
Third person
Intention: If you can't be a rose, you can be a weed that never stops growing.