Life is a roller, constantly forcing us to move forward. Many years later, when we raise our glasses again, there is no white moonlight in our eyes and no Ling Yunzhi in our hearts. 14 Volumes of stories, 14 people, they are the end of my youth and the epitome of everyone's youth. Save them here so we can talk about the frivolities of youth the next time we have a drink.
Purpose: to write down the past events about my youth into the manuscript, and at the same time bury the past in my memories.