I read a joke that "the first batch of post-90 s have divorced, and the first batch of post-90 s children have already played soy sauce." It seems so. After all, people born in 1990 are all 28 years old now, and they are not young. People born in 1995 are also 23 years old, and they have reached the legal age for marriage.

When I was at school, I was in charge of my parents and said that I was not allowed to fall in love. As a result, I passed the age of puppy love and had no first love. This is something I regret, just kidding. When it comes to work, parents will urge Shun to take his other half home to have a look. Don't be so picky. But they don't seem to remember that they forbade us to fall in love.

The grandson of my grandfather's classmate, who is several years older than me, got married after graduating from college at the age of 23. Now three years have passed and he has a second child. Sure enough, the first batch of post-90s have begun to respond to the national comprehensive two-child policy. I remember going to a wedding before. My mother won't let me watch when the groom kisses the bride. I'm still in high school. However! Last National Day, I was actually pushed out by our relatives to catch a flower ball! Moreover, an aunt insinuated that I met my lover at the age of twenty.