No, my 18-year-old sky

It was still the old campus, full of ancient atmosphere. It was still the hot summer, but there was an ignorance of ignorance. Although I have said that I don’t care, I only understand what it means in my heart.

June is approaching, after the college entrance examination, the classmates are about to go their separate ways. We who have laughed together have also faced separation. No matter what it used to be, it will become a cloud in the past. Perhaps, when you meet again, you and I have become strangers. Once, the laughing party of the laughter may not know each other again. I don't know why, my heart flashed a bit of soreness. Everything in the past...

I lost my youthful youth and replaced my mature coat. My youth is gone. No, my 18-year-old sky, my youth, my youth, and the sweetness you have brought me.

Third day: potatoes without flowers