Don't get into the dead end of youth

Many people think that I have written "Towards the Youth We Will Die", and we must have more feelings about youth. In fact, like everyone else, I am a child who was adopted by youth. You cry, he laughs. I play with a childhood rag doll. I accidentally fall down, infected my first depression, and began to learn the dream of love. When you finally woke up, you suddenly asked the people around you: When did we grow so big? And at this time, or earlier, youth took away all our scars.

This is an expensive dream.

We all lost but did not know. Youth is the world of Truman. No one can escape from it. Youth is a darkness. It makes a layer of impenetrable shackles. However, there is light, so that you can see the world outside and let you cry unscrupulously. Struggling, singing every morning, when it is dark, everyone is grinding the joints, stretching themselves, and at the same time, the mind is also sent out on a large scale, encircling every sleepy head.

Youth is a trap, but it is kind.

Although you can never win it, you can't hide it, but it will eventually leave you, and you won't even say hello, even a back. Then you feel that you are liberated, and there are more traps and traps in front. At this time, you remember every tears before, every fall, every anger and helplessness, of course, there are every little luck or a small victory. So, you decided to take the first step forward. All the greens and tenderness have faded. Even if you step on the first step, you have no tears. You will smile, laugh at yourself, and sigh with high heels. Then continue to limping and hurry.

You know you can't go back. Youth is already a memory.

The more you live, the more nostalgic you are, the more you feel the beauty of youth. You turned over the break-up letter written by the first love object. "Hey, at that time, even the deception is true." You rushed to a planning case overnight, thinking of a freshman, a person dragging a big box cramped and excited check in. Later, you will no longer listen to the tears of Xueyou’s concert. Even a hug of a lover will calculate the cost of time. You live in a tall building, you are in a car, you are not happy, even sad, just At the next intersection of life, violently honking.

Later, many people and many dreams walked away from you. They left so fast that even the memories could not be left. The last thing you remembered was the memories of youth. Sitting on the sofa, you got stuck in most of your life, and you took the album and suddenly burst into tears.

You finally forgive your youth and finally know how to be grateful. You finally begin to admit that it is your mother. The password of life has already been put into your hands when you are ignorant of the beginning. It was only then that we didn't know how to chew it.

Now that you know, in those years of arrogant flying, every time we seduce our uneasy dreams, the vows of youthful enthusiasm, the secret love that we can’t help, the fall of the unrelenting fall, and the fact that we all have a full seed. Let us have the spine, have thoughts, have personality, and understand the true functions of the mouth and hands. In every fierce battle in every life, I saved myself. Then, when you have the chance, you can run all the way to the excitement and pride you want.

Therefore, every day after you leave youth, if life really encounters too many doubts, frustrations, embarrassment, and helplessness, you should think about it, what will happen to you in the lush years.

Friends, youth is not a dead end. It will eventually die, but it is far from gone. Like a book that can't be read, it always gives you warmth and strength. If you treat it well, know how to be grateful and reward, it will wait for you in front of every dead end in your life, and take out every key, just like taking out the candy you have been waiting for for a long time.