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From Dabaotai to Daotian Station on the Fangshan Line, the signal is very poor and there is the sea outside the window. The lake is sparkling, and some people are boating and fishing. Autumn is the best season of the year in Beijing. The golden autumn sun is intoxicating and the water is beautiful and warm. Xiaoyu has been commuting year after year, and he knows that not far away from the bright water, which looks like an animation scene, is a garbage dump that exudes stinking odor. Just like life. There will never be an answer or a solution. While being cruel and ugly, he extends his arms to everyone and smiles the biggest. ^ ^ Yes, you can also see the sea on the subway.

Su Zhi, Qin Zheng, their stories are very ordinary, just like each of us. Simple and ordinary, their youth is not dazzling, but very warm and gorgeous. Because we have all had youth, we can tolerate their every smile and every warm moment. Because we all yearn for youth, we can go back or travel back to our youth together, and relive those ignorant youthful joys together.