Time flies so fast, three years seems like a big dream. This was just Lin Jia's lackluster youth.
For many years afterwards, she recalled her high school career and met a group of very good people. When her eyes filled with tears, she suddenly realized that she was far, far away from her eighteen-year-old self.
Lin Jia felt that summer might have really gone away in her life long ago. It sits on the paper crane of childhood, soaked in lemon-flavored soda, or plunges into the river, raising waves of water and spreading ripples. It lived in Linzhi Lane in Nanjiang. The gardenia at the gate of the hospital was left open wantonly. It went to many places alone without telling her the direction.
This is my story, this is our youth, and there are many people I have met. Their stories, I hope words can remember them for me.
This book should be a portrayal of many people's youth, a story about an ordinary girl and a boy falling in love, and the two finally wave goodbye. The girl in the story loves bravely, and finally chooses to accept the passing of her youth. Everyone has the right to love, but when loving is too tiring, remember to learn to let go slowly.
Purpose: Record youth