This is the book review I posted in the Great Nirvana Book Review Area, and I also wanted to write this story about the youth of bitches.

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In 1998, June 17, the night before the high school entrance examination, Su Can woke up from a nightmare, fearing that his rebirth would be an unreal dream. I was on the screen and my heart was pounding.

Many people have been running towards the end in a hurry, either gorgeous, gray, or as blank as paper. They are extremely glorious among the neon lights, wandering on the streets with crowds, or looking back on the path with gentle monsoon and falling leaves, their eyes are flashing, and they are thinking in their hearts about what they have done, remembered, and forgotten in those sixteen or seventeen years of age.

Life is like a dream, Su Can may know the most.

He came to this world with the halo of a reborn person, and this world is not full of heroes. There are countless great men standing on the top of the world. The long river of history is walking its own avenue. Su Can is like a small stone, throwing on the river surface, creating a small ripples. Perhaps the waves are together, there is nothing. He is a butterfly, or it may be just the one who folds in the camphor tree and carries an old schoolbag, kicks a small step, and takes the master-style bus. Under the dense antenna like a spider web, he drives to Xiahai No. 3 Middle School.

He had the experience of being confused in his later generations, his guilt towards his parents, and his sense of distance as thousands of miles as he was indifferent to Tang Wu's face. He may have ridiculed himself, worked hard and struggled, but the reality was too cruel and could not give him the opportunity to regret and start over.

Well, I believe that in this case, rebirth is the most hopeful thing, and Su Can did it.

He faced the beautiful cheeks of junior high school with a mature and vicissitudes of life. He satisfied his wish to walk side by side with her in the warm sunset with her, which he might only imagine but never have the courage to do, and then said.

"So, see you next semester."

The wind is light and the clouds are light, but it weighs a thousand pounds.

Do you remember the romance and romance of middle school? Is it the throbbing of the bright shadows on the balcony that is so beautiful that it is the deepest crack in my heart, or the little ambiguity in the classroom under the incandescent lamps of the grid windows, or the smile of a bright peach blossom on the green shade of the cinderway?

For Tang Wu, from the initial vibration to the calm face, and finally making up his mind to hold it in his hand, so that time can be completely reversed, Su Can truly ascends from a primitive life form to a small height of rebirth, and a small nirvana came.

Without flattery, without deliberate work, without being as attentive as a fucking dog, he just carries a pious heart brought from later generations, a soul that is as soft as water but not greasy as water, rising from the lowest plane, like fog, covering Tang Wu, allowing her to get intimately with the world.

The first time I held hands, the first time I blushed, the first time I was beating, the first time I was angry, the first time I touched the whole school in front of the teachers and students. Too many firsts seemed to interpret how precious and touched the heartbeat and sweetness of Xiahai No. 1 Middle School was so precious and touching.

What is happiness?

It was Su Can holding Tang Wu's smooth hand on the other end, and I was glaring at the same end, sighing.

This world is unfair. Countless small worlds are mixed with each other and occasionally intersect, which produces not the fusion of smiles, but the deep helplessness for the invisible distance.

Even though Tang Wu left with tears in her face, Su Can was still calm and smiled with a worry-free smile: "Watch me next time, I will be a great hero, wearing a golden armored sacred garment, colorful auspicious clouds, driving a BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Maybach Porsche, and appear in front of you in a vigorous manner."

What ambition this is.

When you know that your beloved girl is in a city you are about to go to, she may be there happily and peacefully stepping towards the sunset step by step, will you be uneasy or hesitant?

Because, very likely, she has decided to forget you.

Many time cannot stand the test, many emotions cannot stand the measurement, and they are already buried in this flashy and uneasy world, and no trace is found.

Are you worried that the girl who once held hands, blushed and walked on the quiet and leafless path with no one floating on the swaying bus and calmly accompanied you to school one day, suddenly looking at you like a stranger with bright eyes open, without any emotion?

I can.

The reborn person is not strong enough to deal with a love that is not very vigorous but unforgettable. If so, then he will definitely not be a loyal supporter of love.

You will test, you will be confused, and you will be more likely to think self-deprecatingly, who is she and who is her?

A hot topic for a week, what a good touchstone.

No matter how dazzling or arrogant the No. 27 Middle School is, Su Can only pretend to be the girl who hugged and said at night and said I will never forget you.

Women are a very wonderful and emotional animal. Men always try to guess what they are thinking from various angles, analyze their inner world, whether they change or not, or whether they remain the same.

Su Can's psychology may be really difficult to understand if he has not experienced those who are sad and separated. The kind of expectation and fear of disappointment is difficult to replicate. It is like walking on a wire rope, full of fear, but still has a trace of beautiful wishes.

When the classic "Do you think you are Stephen Chow" ended in the classroom of Class 13, Grade 2001, the girl covered her mouth tightly, and the huge soreness hit her eyes layer by layer. She wanted to try hard to see the face on TV, but her vision was blurred, were you touched?

When your confidence is almost zero, the girl you think of at all times in your calendar night will care about you so much, and will pass through an extremely magnificent posture and appear in front of you.

Do you have reason to remain indifferent?

And she stood there like a rainbow in the sky after the rain, with her eyes mixed with guilt and surprise of meeting, but she said, "Are you angry with me?"

All you have to do is to hug her gently and let the past get out of panic.

Maybe I could say something very comfortable, "It's great, we're meeting again."

How cool.

Su Can carries the wishes of countless people. He can be calm in countless honors and praises, and can be calm in countless provocations and dangers, but he cannot be relieved by Tang Wu's initiative. This is the girl he has been surrounded by innumerable dreams in later generations. He must hold it tightly, let time flew away, and the sea and rocks rot.

We always look forward and backward in the tedious daily life, not knowing what we want, but when we can have what we want, we hope that time can go back and life can be repeated, and that we have regretted, sad, and unyielding youth.

However, God has not given us a chance.
Chapter completed!