Chongqing Eighteen Ladders

This is just a tribute to the forty years of reform and opening up! Commemorate and miss the eventful year of 1997! In 1997, I was eighteen years old, full of confusion about the future... That year, I lived in Shibati, Chongqing, with a sister who hated always quarreling, a stern father, a gentle mother, my own childhood, and a girl I had always liked very much... That year, we experienced together the sadness of Xiaoping's death, the farewell of the college entrance examination, the joy of Chongqing's direct administration, and the reunion of Hong Kong's return... The not rich but warm 1997 passed, and I miss it very much.