My High School Career Diary

The ringing of the bell at half past six in the morning pierced the mist, and the bicycle bells jingled on the tree-lined avenues. Qingcheng No. 2 Middle School, a provincial key middle school located in the old city, is about to welcome another group of young people with dreams and worries. The story unfolds from the perspective of transfer student Chen Mo. Due to his parents' job transfer, he came to this coastal city from a small northern town and became the 47th student in class 3 of the second grade of high school. Here, he met his classmate Zhou Xiaoxiao, who could never solve math problems, Li Xiangyang, a boy in the back row who always drew comics under the desk, and the girl who made him understand for the first time what "like" felt like - Su Yutong, who always read by the window in the library. This is not only Chen Mo's story, but also a microcosm of everyone who has experienced high school. Hidden under the piles of test papers are half-passed notes, the sweat and shouting on the playground, the elongated shadows under the street lights after night study, and the unspoken confessions and farewells. They struggled in the sea of ​​questions, confused in youth, looking for their place in every exam ranking, and quietly grew up in every laughter and tears. Three years is neither long nor short, just enough for a group of teenagers to go from strangers to familiarity, from immaturity to maturity. When the closing bell rang for the last subject of the college entrance examination, they walked out of the examination room, the sun was dazzling - that was not only the end of high school, but also the beginning of another period of life.