The day after returning to China, I came to that familiar place. The familiar names on the tombstones and the young smiling faces made me fall into deep memories every time.
The next trip was to go to my high school alma mater, the place where I left the laughter and tears of my youth, the place where my first love sprouted. In the past four years, every time I came to the gate of my alma mater, I couldn't help but think of the first time I met Lin Shanshan. However, I haven't seen her in four years.
The appointed day was approaching, and I looked at the teaching buildings with red roofs and white walls, and the evergreen trees with colorful fallen leaves, and I became more and more emotional:
"Lin Shanshan, where are you?"
Intent: Youth will eventually pass away, but recalling youth is a movie that never ends. Everyone has their own unique youth, whether it is laughter or sadness. No matter what, we were all young, and we all wrote our youth seriously!