Meeting You, My Youth Has No Regrets

That summer was very long, the cicadas chirping outside the window were annoying, the electric fan above my head was spinning, and the table was piled with books and test papers. Looking at the geometric figures on the blackboard, I felt sleepy. At the time, I thought it was all too boring, but in retrospect, I can only remember that the sun was so bright and we were in our youth.