A story that happened in a liberal arts class
There was such an ordinary class in Song Qingjia's youth, but it carried her most precious memories, including the all-night chats with friends, the battle of wits and courage with the teacher, every fighting night, the carnival of freedom, and the quiet him in that corner.
Welcome to Lingyun Class, my dear classmates
(Everyone will be the protagonist in my novel, each with their own strengths and weaknesses. They are three-dimensional, independent, and healthy, and so are you.)
Intention: Leave the warmth of youth and let the spring blossom in the future
Reader comments
Come on, I believe you, your writing is very good.
Come on, I believe you, your writing is very good.