Dusk Is Getting Darker

Copywriting of this article Do you remember his voice? When he was seventeen years old, in the school corridor, he looked at you with a crooked smile and called your name softly; Do you still remember his figure? When he was seventeen, one night, he stood under the dim streetlight and gave you half of the wired headphones; Maybe you still remember a secret. When he was eighteen years old, there was a power outage during evening self-study, and his name was written over and over on a draft paper full of formulas. ——These are all hidden in your heart. * Introduction "Do you still remember that farewell? "At that time, I thought that we— "From now on, there is no future. "Maybe you'll never know. "I was waiting for you in those meager years." Intention: Grow together in the long youth