每个人回味青春都像是昨天的事情。那些局限在学校围墙里的日子,那些青春的梦,那些快乐的和不快乐的记忆……青春像一本没来得及装订的日记,很容易就被埋葬,一页一页的故事,随着长大的脚步,慢慢融化在平淡的日子里,很多人不再相信自己年轻过,也淡漠了曾经幻想过的稀奇古怪的念头。 Everyone’s aftertaste is like yesterday’s thing. Those days that are confined to the walls of the school, those youthful dreams, those happy and unhappy memories... Youth is like a diary that hasn’t had time to bind, it’s easy to be buried, story by page, along with The big pace slowly melts in the dull days, and many people no longer believe in their youth, but also indifferent to the bizarre thoughts they once dreamed about.