Life to 22

Standing at the bustling crossroads, Gu looked around, but saw the devastated heart of the city. I wanted to find my own paradise, but I was lost by the messy background. In this way, I was lost in the crowd, unable to see the front or retreat. I wanted to hear the voice of my heart, but heard the sadness that hurt my heart. Once upon a time, I was also full of expectation that I could grow up quickly, make any decisions by myself without others’ orders and arrangements, and no longer ask my parents for money for the ice cream of 50 cents on the corner, you can ignore the arrangement and combination that the teacher wrote with chalk on the blackboard, and you don’t have to be afraid of those funny ghost stories in the dark night. Look at me now, but my heart is so melancholy, I wish I could solve a few more questions that I couldn’t solve at that time, and I could play coquetry with my parents for the ice cream of 50 cents as I did in my childhood, I began to doubt my life when I could still listen to my classmate’s sleepless night because of playing tricks on Ghost Stories. When life went on to 22, youth just began to sprout, just like a painting to be continued waiting to outline its appearance. When I was young, my dreams flickered with sad music, moved step by step with my body hurt by youth, and moved forward with my scabbed but bloody heart. Maybe life is an irresistible journey. During the journey, I went through thorns, desert, plain, hurt, pain, tears and sweat. The scars on my body and heart were all marks left by youth. No matter how painful it is, at least it proves that we have been young. In the past when the smoke was drunk and floating, the emotion gradually became heavy, but the surprise beside the scarlet letter on the paper roll was no longer obsessed by us. It was not until we stepped on the rules they said about keeping the dust one by one that we found that we had already come to the future to separate and struggle. After several years of rain, now we are finally wandering at the edge of the city. Will we suddenly find that our pace is back to the origin of parallel lines of memory unconsciously until the end of the world. I think this is the cost of growing up in youth. Just a few minutes before I wrote this article, I was still confused. I doubted my value and didn’t know what on earth I should do and what was suitable for me. But I suddenly understand that this is youth. In adolescence, we will be confused, lose our direction in the noisy world, and even begin to doubt the specific meaning of our coming to this strange world. It is like a caterpillar breaking its cocoon and becoming a butterfly. It takes time and pain to accumulate, and our life is also changing, but everyone and every life have different forms of transformation. So we don’t have to worry about why fate is so unfair to us, but we don’t know that someone else may be envious of your beautiful life. Life is like a dream, several times of joy, several times of sorrow. Life is a mixed wine. Youth is like fall Palm of water, whether we spread out or clenched, will eventually the fingers between 1.1 by drop of flowing have all. There are always mistakes in life, no matter what you have done, please don’t regret, because regret is a kind of spirit-consuming emotion, and regret is a greater loss than loss, A greater error than an error. I firmly believe that the memory is sweet until the end of my life.

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