This is a very hard year and a very depressing year. It is anxious and sometimes decadent. There are basically no plans and dreams for the future, and there is no goal for the college entrance examination. I work hard blindly every day but muddle along. Now that I think about it, I still prefer the state of the year.

We all study together and occasionally go downstairs to play ball with our classmates. We have a good relationship with our teachers. They help you solve the problem wholeheartedly. When filming "graduation photo", everyone put on a neat school uniform, and tears came to their eyes on the day they left school.

I really remember that year. Later, when I came to take the exam, I was basically relieved. I am not nervous about exams. On the contrary, my mother is more nervous than me. It's good to have experienced it. It was a special year and an ordinary year.