True adaptation.
Looking back, at the fork in the road of high school life, Yin Hualin never lacked opportunities to choose. However, I missed every right choice, which ran counter to the infinite expectations I had after graduating from junior high school. At this moment, the fact that she was one year too early to go to school, which the adults were proud to talk about, seemed to be a rare poor excuse for venting when she was running away from home. When she understood many truths of the past, it seemed that she was already a whole year later than others. During Hualin's dramatic high school career, she was plagued by excessive, sudden, or self-inflicted depressions and blows, eager to push this strange child to grow up and run.
Picking up the pen, this may be a review of old pain with a new skin being torn apart. But maybe, it can also be a time to look back on the glorious wine and talk. That's all, I've just heard what I've said, and I want you to read it. I know that I'm stupid, so I would like to dedicate this book to the past.
"Thank you, little bear."
"We must always be good."
Intention: There are no traces of wings in the sky, but I have flown through.