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Life can not always go well, but continue to walk towards the sun, the shadow will hide behind. Dazzling, but in the right direction!
The sunlight flows through the midsummer. They stand not far from me. They are going to a place far away from me.
Youth is the sycamore tree outside the window, the sun, and full of hope and dreams. I hope that the young people will live up to expectations.
The past is written on the messy paper, and my watch stops at yesterday. From then on, you are on the road, I am in a hurry, ten years later, I close the book, and see you young.
I think my youth is clean and without ups and downs, just like the sunrise and sunset in accordance with the rules, giving all strangers a smile and happiness indifferently.
The setting sun shines through the window on everyone's face. The classroom at night is lit with lights for evening self-study. This is our youth
In the passing season, I am afraid that it will wither and fall into the dust, scattering my memories and removing my youth.
