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Everyone has their own growth process, everything happens and develops, nothing is sudden, and nothing is inexplicable. If a person does something that makes you feel inexplicable, please don't imagine it unilaterally. Maybe she just wants to get that thing. It's easy for you to do it, but she is trying step by step. All the inexplicable things are just testing. She is testing this strange society that makes her feel at a loss. Gaining friendship through temptation leads to loss of friendship, being careless at work to regaining professionalism, not knowing how to start life to finding meaning. From a childish child to thinking about life. She made progress again and again and found her own way. Friendship and love come with progress, and the girl with low self-esteem found her own life.

In this interstellar world, how will Gu Wan reach the top? Let's wait and see! ! This is my first time creating, I don't like to say goodbye, please be gentle, dear! ! ! (\U002F\u002F?\U002F\u002F)

Goodbye! My university! Goodbye! Beloved! Goodbye! My youth! Youth is sometimes like a headless fly wandering around, either bustling with excitement or leaving in a deserted state. It's like a vigorous war, but there are no trumpets or drummers. All the protagonists are their own selves in their youth, either fighting with bruises all over their bodies, or being beaten to a complete defeat. In the past, our sweat and tears were intertwined, and carnival and loss were accompanied. In the end, they all formed the most profound memory of youth, like fragments scattered on the ground! At the graduation ceremony, the principal said, "Youth is for struggle." But the helpless reality has made us lose our ideals. In the wasted years, youth is used for confusion, hesitation, degradation and waste, and the few who still have fighting spirit are struggling in helplessness. The true story of a group of contemporary young people, no matter how bizarre, ridiculous, or even tragic it is, is the most authentic portrayal of youth! How can a dusty song express our regretless youth, which is the years buried in time, the memory album that can never be opened, the pale paper on which tears and laughter are permanently frozen, washed by time, passing by in the light years! I used the heaviest words to commemorate the lost youth, spilled wine with blood, burned ink and paper, and shed tears of sorrow. After kneeling three times and bowing nine times, I never looked back!