is guarding the end of the year, feeling the new year coming little by little, but knowing in his heart that all the expectations for the unknown in the past have passed, or in other words, they are all inexplicably circulating, returning to youth.
Life is ignorant like a teenager. In order to get rid of this ignorance, we have corrected ourselves step by step since youth, experienced many things in the world, and matured ourselves in middle age. Only then we discovered that the peace of mind we seek, the purity we want, the proof we strive for ourselves, and all our expectations for life are all revealed in the ignorance of the year.
After all the journeys, you are still a young man when you come back? Why? What did everyone’s teenagers know at that time? To put it bluntly, maybe it’s just for the sake of being clean and knowing nothing.
As we go through life, how can we not see the filth in ourselves? Just because I saw it, I used this feeling to comfort myself and said that the boy could come back. Is it possible? hehe.
The feelings of teenagers are always poetry? Even I don’t really believe it, because when I think of my own youth, is there really any poetry and painting that fills me?
No, I can’t remember what was in my mind at that time, because at that age, my thoughts couldn’t support even slightly complicated emotions. We must use feelings to decorate young people, maybe because we really don’t have any feelings that we can use in the future.
As for friendship, everyone can be sure that any friendship that can last from childhood to the present must be extremely precious. Even among the few close friends that most people have in their lives, there must be one from their youth.
But apart from passion, what else is there to a teenage friendship? If there is, it must be blind trust and delivery without any mixture. No matter what anyone says, it will still be done to the extreme. But later on, it took decades to maintain such a friendship, so we longed for teenagers again.
love? If the haziness of youth is the most beautiful and the most beautiful form of love, I have nothing to say. I really don’t know if I knew what love was when I was a teenager, and how deeply I could be infiltrated by liking and lovesickness.
But there are still some people who stubbornly want to make the boy perfect. Even if he was stupid at that time, he would lie to himself and say that at that time, it was really hard to describe.
When I was a boy, my hometown was the best, when I was a boy, the flavor was the best, when I was a boy, the wind was the best, when I was a boy, the fields were the best, when I was a boy, my playmates were the best, when I was a boy, the four seasons were the best, when I was a boy, my vision was the best, when I was a boy, my running was the best, when I was a boy, the joy and sorrow were the best, when I was a boy, there was simply nothing worse than now.
Even in the distance, decades later, many, many people will realize that the dream they have been chasing since they were young has always been at the feet of the boy we left behind. The boy not only retains our nostalgia, but also serves as a metaphor for our distance.
What a young man. Is that really the young man we have experienced? Do our teenagers really carry all the feelings that we are eager to return to now?
Haha, it’s not important. The important thing is that we need to give ourselves a reason and excuse, saying that everything in the past is just experience, and throughout our lives, our original intention, as pure as a young boy, remains unchanged. As for the original intention of the young man, there is no need to worry about it.
No one needs to laugh at anyone, after all, no one is a boy yet, no matter whether the boy has just started to stop having a runny nose, or he has great ambitions and far-sighted vision.
