Qinglu means dark green, and this article is intended to be a metaphor for high school life. The light green is too floating, while the dark green is too solemn. Thinking of the green acacia leaves, the color is just right.
Some people say that by the time you write your memoirs, you are already old. The so-called "looking back a hundred years ago" seems to be the same truth. But for me, I just want to turn the memory into words, so that I can probably remember it for a longer time. To be honest, I am not a person with a good memory. Laugh.
Thousands of years later, there will be no you and no me.
What will remain?
Many oaths have been recited by the world, and the thoughts left behind by the words are unknown for how long they will last.
Just give yourself a thought. Laugh.
To paraphrase a BSB favorite saying:
"Our youth has crossed paths.
Thanks to everyone who has left a mark in my life.
Conception: