Deskmates, desks in front of us, desks behind us, those youthful middle school years that are still fresh in my memory, countless people and things, incomprehensible fate and love.
Some people have had countless relationships at a young age, while others have shed their naughtiness and childishness and gradually become mature and stable through the various hardships of growing up.
This is the campus life record of a group of junior high school students, and it is also a youthful memory that cannot be forgotten despite all the hardships.
Concept: Young people don't know what it's like to be sad