In daily study, work and life, we are all more familiar with the essay, right, the essay must be to achieve the theme of concentration, around the same theme for in-depth elaboration, avoid East a

In daily study, work and life, we are all more familiar with the essay, right, the essay must be to achieve the theme of concentration, around the same theme for in-depth elaboration, avoid East and West, the theme of lax or even no theme. I believe that many people will find it difficult to write the essay, the following is my collection of senior youth essay 9, for your reference, I hope to help friends in need.

Youth is like a train without a return trip, all the way to the station, without getting off halfway, and even more so without the possibility of returning to the original way. --Title

Childhood games are locked in our beautiful childishness; young learning is blocked in our infinite longing; juvenile struggle is left in our hard sweat. Only the youth did not leave deep or shallow footprints, can only use the passage of time to remember.

Joyful laughter hidden in how much heartache a few people see; lonely back covered with infinite loneliness a few people see through; unrepentant youth walking in the road of life without a way back, seem powerless, extraordinarily ironic, but opened up a flower is not beautiful, but very fragrant flowers, dress up a gorgeous life of your road.

Once the train is launched only midway failure or emergency will stop moving forward, otherwise it will only arrive all the way to the station. Watching the beautiful or unattractive scenery outside the window, the heart ripples. The heart sighs that time flies, from the blossom of flowers to the season of flowers, leaving only in place to sigh of their own. I want to go with both hands to grab what time, only to find that I have long lost the right to have it, scattered in the wind seems to be so remote.

Life is only a few dozen years, leaving us to waste our youth only a few years. The righteousness between brothers, the friendship between sisters, the harmony between teachers and students, the unity between classmates, interpreting the most beautiful meaning of our age as a flower, so that we have nothing to regret.

Can't go back is youth, so what. The earth will not be less or more than one person and do not turn, the plum blossom will not be late for the winter and not bloom, human beings will not be a day to see the sun and lose the sense of survival. Can stay in the past, do not bring to the present, can be placed in the memories, do not let it haunt the present self, because people are in the growth of a little by little change, the past is only possible to be their own once, can not forget it in the memories of it!

Youth is precious for us now, she is like the evening sunset, a careless will not come back. So now we have nothing to do but cherish it, and hope that we won't have regrets when we don't have it anymore!

Youth, originally thought to leave a long time, but I am just a sophomore. Once I thought that my youth is so bumbling confused past, so continue to do nothing to walk the youth of the past only, but, after watching the "To Youth", I had an epiphany, it turned out that my youth is still there, still in my life, never left, even if I have been trying to miss such gray years, even if there are some things that I've been missing for a long time. But I still have dreams, dreams of how my youth will be immortalized?

When Ruan Guan died in To Youth in order to make it to the concert with Zhao Shiyong, I interpreted it as her dying for love. Ruan Guan was never running for her love, always accommodating, for this youthful love, this vain love, this love that cannot stand the test of reality. However, Zheng Wei said rightly in front of Ruan Guan's grave that among them, only Ruan Guan is truly immortalized by her youth. Because, only Ruan Guan regards love as life. If love is water, then Ruan Guan is a fish, leaving the water fish destined to perish; even if it can survive, but there is no live fish lively and spiritual, at best, is a living creature.

Love, for the 20-year-old years, once thought it was an unattainable mirage, love is just a seasoning for those who have the need to live. Unbeknownst to the love has been in the youth of the scroll dyed colors, has been unable to ignore.

". Once we all thought we could die for love, in fact, love can't die for people", love can't die for people, but in the journey of youth, love is an inevitable stagecoach stop, if we didn't pass through, then how to move forward for the rest of the journey? How can the long distance of life be less than the station of youth? How can we talk about the youthfulness of our years? How to immortalize the youth?

In the eyes of many people, Chen Xiaozheng is a successful designer, halo shining, go wherever the light. But he is tragic. In the years of youth, he is a disabled person, even if he tried to live a normal, but the heart is crippled, there are some differences; in the years of love, he is a forgotten corner, destined to have no warmth of the sun.

Fortunately, he is not irredeemable. In the moment of youth, he woke up, finally want to go back to the youth of the past, want to recover once that lost to the reality of love, he still have the right to regret, even if the regret is no longer so useful. But he had heartache, in order to youthful mistakes; recovery, even if it is too late, he at least tried. Youth is used to reminisce, this way of reminiscing is not more biting?

When the youthful years of youthfulness passed away, we understand the meaning of youth is what? Is once faced with the love that can be obtained, but in their own thoughts vetoed, simply because their future blueprint from the absence of this bloody "centimeter". How is youth immortalized? It is at the time of the departure of youth only to regret the time lost years, unfortunately, what is too late. The youth has been buried in the worn out time coat, and can not withstand the wear and tear of the wasted years.

If Chen Xiaozheng had known that he would regret his youth when it was gone, would he have given up Zheng Wei? If Zheng Wei had known that Lin Jing had been there all along, would she have liked Chen Xiaozheng? If Ruan Guan had known that she would die if she went to the appointment, would she have been so righteous? If ...... would not?

Youth is never a question, all the years is never a declarative sentence, no interruption, the sentence is too long, too redundant; so youth is never a proper declarative sentence, the tone of voice is soothing, the length is moderate, a breath of fresh air, there is no monumental, it is a tragedy; there is no decay, it is bizarre.

Senior youth essay Part 3

Occasionally idle, I always habitually look up. There is a tree outside the window, so that I can touch its growth trajectory to feel the years. The brilliant June is the tree's youth. When I got used to its distinctive veins, used to the leaf gap between the jagged sunshine, I began to fear the fall. On second thought, his life is not also like trees, life is always there, youth immortal ah! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.

Admittedly, the arrival of the fall wind will be the leaves have blown down, the thoughts and feelings hanging on the branches. The passage of time will also wash out the deep and shallow wrinkles, so that we can actually feel the aging.

However, who says that youth is a face?

Youth is the light, whether it is the light of the sunrise, or the sun in the sun, or the light of the candle. As long as there is a heart toward youth, old age will make way for you. Academic Titan "North season South Rao" in Mr. Rao, late in life is still hale and hearty, smile and mouth often open, also like a hot-blooded boy like guarding the balcony of his home to see not far away from the twice-a-week horse race, but also in the heart of their own bets, no matter how the results will be excited about it, quite an "old man chatting about the youth! The youth, is a kind of enthusiasm, especially in the Youth, is a kind of enthusiasm, especially after the vicissitudes of such enthusiasm will be more profound, there is the first encounter of the stunning, there are parting reluctance, which is not the demise of youth, on the contrary, is the deepening of youth.

"Stagnant lying in a lonely village do not self-pity, still think for the country to garrison Luntai." The famous patriotic poet wrote. Another magic weapon to preserve youth is to keep the dream. People with dreams have a direction to move forward, and there is a strong spiritual impetus to help you kill the sands and go forward. In the restoration of the Han Dynasty in the great cause, Zhuge Liang had because of Huang Zhong old and not reuse. Huang Zhong bellowed, "The sword in my hand is not old!" He has the desire to build a career, the desire to repay the king and the country, who can say that he is not as good as Zhang Bao, Guan Xing and other young generals?

Nine Daggers once said, "Youth is like a heavy rain, even if you get wet and cold, you still want to get wet again." Yes, even if the earth is bumpy, your life has long been in countless times of despair in the loss of dreams, your enthusiasm has long been in the stormy weather was doused to death. But what about your youth, or at least the youth you once had? The tears you shed in that downpour, the falls you had, the roads you lost, will all become your precious experience. They are another form of youth, which was put into the bottle of "once" and labeled as "memories", which you will always have.

I gazed at the flourishing tree and couldn't help but smile: yes, youth is immortal!

I stared at the flourishing tree and couldn't help but smile: yes, youth is immortal, even if one day you return to your roots, it is also in the heart of the accumulation of strength, only for the next year to open better!

Who's youth is not lost, but you're lost for only one reason: that is, at the age when you should be working hard, you think too much and do too little.

Indeed, when your youth after the crazy, capricious, it is time to think about the road how to go, with the action to realize how much effort you want to life can be complete. Once, there is a kind of youthful dream, yearning for the beauty and freedom under the sky of the university, yearning for the clouds and rain dispersed to get a good state of mind and desire, until the blossoming of ...... then, in the writing of the youthful notebook engraved with: my future is not a dream!

? However, I have been in the dream, has been the dream has not woken up. Successful favor is given to those who are prepared, their own muddled not yet ready, freshman life in a hurry to start a new journey.

University life is still a repeat of high school time in the three points and one line, the difference is that there is no teacher's binding, no parents strict control, free and easy, even without a trace of pressure, chaotic life, occasionally in the dormitory to listen to music, watch movies, drink their favorite cold drinks, eat in high school age, parents are not allowed to eat junk food; look up to look up at the bookcases, the former ambitions from the I've brought so many books all the way from home to be moved and draped in thick dust, forgotten in the memory of the topmost layer of the bookcase. Sometimes, you will be a human being, occasionally taking the books to go to class, driving around to find the classroom, weaving in and out of the sea of people, even drowning in the crowd, without a trace, and then, breaking through the obstacles, finally, found a suitable place in the classroom - the last row, so that you can sit down in peace, play with your cell phone, and chatting. Maybe you will recognize the seriousness of the consequences, and then listen to the literature and history stories told by the teacher of the professional class, write down some key contents related to the examination, encounter problems that you do not understand will also be boldly put forward in the classroom, and humbly ask for advice from others after class to consolidate basic knowledge. However, you are definitely hard to find people who will listen carefully to the public **** class, and almost a large part of the following are head down, while the teacher standing at the podium even when he does not want to lecture, still will speak on. Listening to others say that the university to participate in some club activities, to expand their social circle, more into a few students will be able to improve their ability to work, management skills. Turns out, this is my first semester of freshman life, is the so-called freedom, so that I have been pushing myself into the abyss of the dream of freedom and ease, fell heavily, and has not woken up. In this way, ignorant of a semester, stumbling past ......

However, everything now wake up is not too late, everything is not too late, still still smiling like a flower. Finally, the second semester of the freshman year began, silently promise to myself: "Every day that I have not worked hard, is a failure of their lives! So no matter what, you have to persist until you can't do anything about it, and struggle until you move yourself." Perhaps, everything is destined, a free time, let me meet a junior sister in the library, see her holding a professional book is very serious when reading, I was curious to go over and ask a question, the sister of some emotion: "Before the first year of college is particularly confused, feel no direction in life, not pay attention in class, play cell phones, sleep, chat with classmates, day by day, the professional class is over, and the students are not the same, but the students are not the same. The day by day, the basic knowledge of the professional courses do not feel like learning, and now want to remedy, it is already very late, very late, regret that their own confusion did not come out, but I hope that you can take you out of the positive energy of the confusion, with their own initial dream, towards that beautiful future, look forward to your success! Cheer up!"

So far, I can't forget those words. Since then, I have been serious classes, free time will go to the bubble library, in addition to learning the theoretical knowledge of professional courses, but also need to learn some extracurricular skills knowledge, after school time to actively participate in a number of activities conducive to the physical and mental health, to participate in some of their own specialties to show their strengths in the competition, for their own university life on a brilliant stroke, depicting a wonderful university career; tired, listen to music, watch movies, meditation, tea, and so on.

Youth, can be confused, can be crazy, can also be arbitrary, but to remember the original dream. Do not forget the original intention, always, but I hope that everyone's youth can be open in the most beautiful years, no shame themselves, have an immortal youth.

Senior Youth Essay Part 5

Teenager, is synonymous with us. Just because we are teenagers, so impulsive, reckless is our privilege. Our teenage style, bloom ......

It is because of the young, we have the most bright and beautiful scenery; it is because of the young, we have the most proud and crazy desire; it is because of the young, we have the most courage to ride the wind and waves. We have to cherish youth, let youth bloom the most beautiful flowers, dance the most dazzling dance, sing the most beautiful song, show our style.

We are teenagers, we are eager to grow up, and eager to stay in the arms of their parents children. We are children buried deep in the pile of homework can not extricate themselves. We are the children who go to do something on a whim, whistling **** with us.

That year, I was hooked on the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", originally only on the fighting and killing of the heroic spirit of some good feelings, admire Guan Yu and resent Cao Cao. That night, after losing the exam, it was hard to sleep, and my heart was touched. I suddenly realized that Cao Cao is the real hero. The general's pain after losing his son in Wancheng; the Han prime minister's mockery of Zhuge Liang and Zhou Yu when he lost in Huarong Road; the king of Wei's trickery after cutting off his beard and abandoning his robe; and his ambition to unify the world despite successive defeats. Unlike Liu Bei, who fell ill after his camp was burned for 700 miles and Baidi City was burned to the ground, or Sun Quan, who seized Jingzhou and claimed to be the emperor of his father's and brother's empire, Cao Cao's strength was at its peak. Cao Cao interpreted toughness to its peak, "An old steed in the stable still aspires for a thousand miles; a martyr in his twilight years has a strong heart", Cao Cao's poem is painful to read! The young man's style is to withstand the indomitable!

That month, I became very interested in the History of Chu and Han. I marveled at Liu Bang's wit, Xiao He's strategy, Zhang Liang's stratagem, and Han Xin's dominance. I felt disdain for Xiang Yu's pride and Yu Ji's obsession. That day, when I was defeated by that girl (for more details, please see, Rabbit's article "Failure"), I understood how Xiang Yu felt. His hatred for Wang Li, his love for Yu Ji, his respect for Fan Zeng. Everything about him seems to carry an impulse. But without losing a sincere heart.

Xiang Yu, you lost the Wujiang River, you Chu song. You face the death of Yu Ji, you face your defeat, you face the departure of the brothers who lived with you **** death. You waved your sword to commit suicide, splashing blood on the Wujiang River. Your life is written with the grandeur and your unfulfilled will. The king has gone, the heroic posture still exists ...... teenage style, is to be able to insist on the time of the impulse!

That day, I thought about Jikang biography for a long time. I do not understand why Jikang refused to be an official, why adhere to the bamboo forest, why give up so many things that should belong to him. On that day, I understood.

Jikang's arrogance, lies in his persistence. Jikang's valor, lies in his ability to be on the verge of execution can still calmly play a song "Guangling San" Jikang's comfort, lies in his ability to live in the bamboo forest, not for fame and fortune. Pro Xing that day, Sima's butcher's knife is exceptionally sharp, Jikang is sitting upright, holding a zither, "Guangling San" such as the waterfall rushing down, turning the river. The young man's style lies in the insistence on not being moved by the outside world!

Youth, we have to live out their own style. Please do not describe our outline with arrogance, we will fly out of the broader sky; do not use frivolous labeling our value, only adhere to their own dreams, adhere to the direction of progress, in order to change the most wonderful, the most beautiful youth.

Youth has always been in the heart of our hands.

But for youth I have never understood its vague and abstract. The youth contains the rise of the young, contains the rise of the confused, contains the confusion when the desire. The youth has everything, and nothing.

I'm afraid this is because the authorities are confused, the onlooker is clear.

That will have to wait until I am too old to speak, to realize. But by then, even if you read the youth, what can be done, I think it must be the sacrifice of all my words.

The years are also the sacrifice of my words.

And I use words to sacrifice youth.

And how to properly describe my youth.

And then.

My soul then infiltrated the weeds, going from bright green to yellow, deserting an island together.

Eventually.

Became part of the island again, along with my black reflection.

I have always believed that my reflection is half of my youth.

I also believe that only when we fall, we can see that it has always been on our side. As night and darkness.

In all youth, there is a group of children with dreams.

They come from the dust, with all that the dust has. They belong to the night, hiding all the sour tears and sweat. They are plain and unassuming, tiny and soft, unobtrusive and everywhere. They are bruised and battered, suffering, confused and afraid, yet indomitable. They gently weave their youth into a lie and cheaply deceive themselves. It sounds absurd.

And these sorrows and pains that come with youth are black, staining the figure of our walk through youth into a bitter reflection.

Youth is in our hands.

The reflection is at our feet.

Thus.

When I walk on the path of life, I will definitely take my reflection with me, like a devotee. Because only the reflection can tell you exactly where the sunlight is.

The youth of the senior composition Part 7

blossom and fall, the stars, turn around, we said goodbye to the tender childhood, with longing and hope towards the youthful season, stepped into the door of the second year, to meet the challenges of the future. Unconsciously, the beginning of the school has been three days, the second year of life is beautiful and full, nervous and orderly.

Youth, a symbol of cherish.

In the morning, the sky is cloudy, this is a good time for people to think quietly, the cloudy sky is like a gloomy child, gray face. Mischievous winds streamed around, brushing people's cheeks, and the trees shook their heads helplessly. As I stepped onto the stairs of the fifth floor, I could hear from afar the sound of catchy reading bursting into my ears, and although it was not loud, it was a beautiful splash of color on the campus. I walked into the classroom, early students are already reading, with English words, language text decorated this slightly cold morning. At this time, their faces are no longer tender, there is only the perseverance and struggle of their studies. Time. Footsteps are always in such a hurry, who can not retain it, if life is a blank exam paper, then we should be in the limited time to give this paper to make the most satisfactory answer? Although we can not get full marks, but we should try to make their extraordinary life course close to perfection, close to full marks?

Youth, symbolizing adaptation.

When the morning sunshine filled the classroom, we began the morning reading. The students welcomed the new English teacher and cooperated with him, and were very active in the classroom. We sat in the classroom and listened to the teacher attentively, like dozens of flowers quietly feeling the watering of the hardworking gardener. The teacher was very active in the classroom, and we listened attentively to the teacher, like dozens of flowers quietly feeling the watering of the hardworking gardener.

The third section of the history class in the unknowingly opened the curtain, when the thin and tall teacher Wang walked into the classroom, the students were very excited, cheering and applauding, when the teacher to do the self-introduction, the class will be another applause. The history teacher lectured in dialect, with the news opening, let us feel close, the teacher lectures are very focused, but also to us to expand a lot of knowledge, the students heard also extraordinarily conscientious, the bell rang without realizing it, we did not hear.

The sun after a day of gloom is particularly bright, with this dazzling daylight, the day is over, the old man time is really a good pace ah!

We are the rising sun of youth, want to shine! Our future is exquisite, is beautiful, let us start from this moment, for themselves to draw the source of light, to create their own splendor, write their own youth language it!

In a moonlight and windy night, I was alone, out for a walk, looking at the bright moon in the air, my heart has a kind of inexplicable melancholy, the soft moonlight, took away, my mind, leaving behind, just the past that period of childish time of recollection, somehow, there is a kind of inexplicable sadness in the heart, but I know that, no matter what, it is for the present me, just an untouchable past, and I can't help but think that it's a good time to go back. But, I know, no matter what, it is for me now, just an untouchable past, and now I am standing in a new starting point, ready to go on the next journey - the journey of youth!

Standing at a new starting point, I think back to those innocent memories of my childhood, when we were carefree. You can release your own nature, you can laugh freely, cry loudly, sad. Can put the mood written on the face, whenever then there will always be someone concerned about ask a sentence; what's wrong with you? After knowing the reason, and then give comfort, then cry or laugh are the most real, do not have to pretend, do not have to take into account the feelings of others, and now, these do not exist. The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

Youth is a book in a hurry, yes, some people have not finished reading it has disappeared, and we all know who stole it, the thief - time, but we can not do anything about it! Time steals too many things, it not only steals the youth, also steals the childhood, and even also steals a lot of emotions, lovers will break up because of it. Friends will be alienated because of it, so time is a thief of the highest order, we obviously watch it wantonly stole all of us, and even life, but we can not stop, but also to let the nonsense. It is led by the nose, youth is like a dandelion, seemingly free, but the body can not help!

Youth, is a reckless trip, we are the guide of this trip, and the dream is our best partner, our youth because of the dream and wonderful, the dream is a bright landscape in our trip! Youth is a dream journey, on this road, you have been walking for a long time, as long as you insist on finishing the last stop, no matter how the results you are the champion! Because, you have pursued, struggled to fight for their dreams, in the life of the field, you left the footprints of your pursuit of dreams, waved your sweat, you have enjoyed, the process of passion, happiness, pain and happiness!

So, no matter how the result, I believe that everything you gained in the process, must be much more than a result, so do not stop running because of failure! Don't be too concerned about the results, because compared with the process, the results will seem a little insignificant, so at that time, if the failure comes, we can also smile to ourselves and say: I've tried my best, I'm not ashamed of my dream, the same is also up to themselves and my youth!

Youth is a borrowed piano, this piano is God lent us. Sooner or later, she has to take back, we and this piano's destiny is only ten years of time, in the sky has not taken him back before. We have to regulate the relationship between the strings and the waves, and play the hymn of youth that belongs to us!

Youth is like climbing a mountain, although the process is difficult, but we still do not give up, because, at the top of that mountain, there is the scenery we want most ......

Youth of youth

Some people say that youth is like a song, some people sing passionate feverish, some people sing a melodious and graceful The first thing that you need to do is to get your hands dirty. And youth is synonymous with vigor and hope.

For us in the youth period, although the spring clip so many unrealistic and beautiful fantasies. However, despite our dreams and a little green, but we also have a firm and persistent heart, for the dream and persistent and defiant. Although our behavior is still with a lot of immaturity, but we have always clearly remembered the mission we have undertaken.

Zhu Ziqing old Mr. At that time, or the war period. At that time, the hearts of young people were full of patriotic feelings. They put this emotion into a way called "joining the army". They believed that on the battlefield, they would fight for their motherland, struggle, and even sacrifice for their country. Of course, there are also some literati who use their pens to fight against evil forces at home and abroad. Perhaps some have just stepped into society, perhaps some are nearly middle-aged, in any case, they have a passion for patriotism.

Nowadays, young people seldom fight on the battlefield. In this age of peace, everyone knows that knowledge is a weapon. Who has more wealth of knowledge, who has more far-reaching ideas than others, who has the capital to fight for the glory of the motherland. Every day, they have to face new things, changing society and endless pressure. Everything that happens in the world is connected with them. Because they are the hope of the motherland, a tremor of the earth will touch this their hearts.

Time has changed, but both then and now, young people always like to say that they are "naive", "pure". But if you go to the social walk, you will find a lot of sophisticated youth. Usually eloquent, if a major event, the decision to make big choices, will again show inexperience. In fact, this is where we are still childish.

But we "demand progress, demand reform", is not it? Convenient small inventions, unique language and text, the method of releasing pressure, these small gains, are the results of our positive progress. Since we were young, our teachers would teach us not to know the difficulties and not to give up halfway. We grew up with this kind of inculcation.

But we are honest and trustworthy and civilized, aren't we? Every morning, we ask our parents and teachers good morning, and greet our classmates. We not only see sincerity as a quality, but also see it as an attitude. We know how to treat each other with courtesy since we were young, and we are not unfamiliar with the story of "Zeng Sen killing a pig". We grew up with this kind of inculcation.

Perhaps, in real life, we do not do all of these, but these good qualities, has taken root in our hearts, germination.

The senior youth essay Part 9

The rain fell outside the window, washing away the noise of the world, leaving only a harmonious melody. Unconsciously remembered a song --- "One is like summer and one is like autumn".

My thoughts were instantly pulled back to the June of this year. That year, the midterm was calm, no tearing up of books, no madness, just everything was quiet.

First acquaintance

I'm not a shy person, but in the face of the unfamiliar people and things in junior high school, the heart is still a little bit timid, and seem out of place in the class. I'm not sure if I've ever been in the same situation before, but I'm sure I've never been in a situation where I've been in the same situation before. A few days after the start of school, you came to me in front of me, I carefully measured you, just so silent look do not know what to say, I'm not good at communicating with others, until your sentence breaks the awkward scene, "Hello classmates! Can you help me with this question?" I raised my head shyly, my face was red throughout, in fact, my heart was already happy, finally someone talked to me. After that, she introduced herself to me, "Hi, my name is xx, nice to meet you." I just careless oh a sound, at this time the outline of this girl has long been burned in my mind, thank you for appearing in my youth.

The school thing

With the passage of time, our relationship slowly freshened up. The next class will go out to play together, talk about some entertainment gossip, sometimes also because your idol handsome or my idol cool and so on these sesame seed big point of small things and I "jilted" three seconds, I will occasionally dislike you. You and I also have some unspoken secrets. Remember when I was "succumbed" to your magical laughter? I said relentlessly, "Stop laughing, other people's laughter is very gentle and elegant, but your laughter is killing me." See what I mean when I say that? Thank you for coming to my youth in costume.

June - the season of separation

The examination room, the bell rings, get up, hand in the paper, turn around, leave. Walking on campus, looking at the back of the hurriedly walked, are carrying a bag home, the heart has a sense of sadness. This campus has left us every footprint, the sweat of the playground, the flower beds on the nap waiting in the kiosk. Three years, we have experienced a lot, time for us to prove everything, I am very grateful to meet the right time in the right you. Parting day, you are in a depressed mood, holding back tears, and finally cried out in pain. We quietly listened to the song "one like summer and one like autumn" which belongs to our youthful memories.

Parting is for a better reunion, friend goodbye thank you for coming to my youth in full costume.