Fear of no return, fear of empty joy, fear of the coming is not your meaning: fear of waiting for no end, fear of the final is empty joy a, afraid to wait until the end to find, come to the person is not you.
Youth, a journey of love. Love yourself, love the seasons, love others, love your parents, love your friends, love all the beautiful things. Love is the eternal theme song of youth. For love crazy, for love obsessed, for love sad hate, for love lost, for love brave, for love fearless, for love intoxicated, for love grateful.
For love to know, for love to be compassionate, for love to sacrifice. Because of love, life is full of color; because of love, flowers bloom in the heart; because of love, life is full of fragrance. Youth, is a sentimental experience. Spring rains, rain and moisturize the heart, flowers and willows, green into the heart; summer lotus is quiet, intoxicated.
Bee fly butterfly dance, confused; autumn wind, sad from the sad, autumn flowers bloom, autumn love; snow flurry flurry love, love is continuous, cold plum fragrance, shocked the heart. Youth, is a happy journey. People dance in the flower season, the heart in the flower season; people in the rainy season, the heart in the rainy season drenching.
People run wild in youth, hearts sing in youth; people walk in the spring rain, hearts rosy in the wilderness; people walk under the white clouds, hearts fly in freedom; people swim in the autumn flowers, hearts intoxicated in the fragrance of flowers; people look out in the winter snow, hearts firm in the snow. This is a rare true love, hard to give up.
This rare mood, rooted in the heart; this a good know how, fluttering in the heart. The long road of life, the moon has a clear and round, people have sadness and happiness. In the world, there are too many trials and tribulations, too much helplessness, too much incomprehension, too much reluctance, too many preferences, too many perfect and imperfect.
And we have to know how to turn the tide in adversity; know how to give up in the unwillingness to give up; in the pursuit of perfection in the imperfect, in the flying rain and snow to do a bloom with the fragrance of the cold plum. How many past events in the smoke and rain, a know how in the heart. No matter what kind of sadness or happiness you experience, you can't forget the despair of yesterday.
Yesterday's yellow flowers to inspire today's own; no matter how much love and hate youth, can not forget to learn to learn self-improvement and self-reliance, to inspire feelings of adversity in their own in the fall stood up to go forward; no matter how much pain life, can not forget the colorful life, is a complete life. Send a smoky past to the windy mouth of youth.
Perceive the blossoming and falling youth is the most wonderful time of life.