(Meet) Yesterday, when I met a junior girl, she suddenly told me that long ago, we learned painting in the same studio under the same guidance teacher. She told me excitedly that when we were in primary school, we I am her senior sister, and somehow it was also in junior high school, and then it was even more Coincidently that it was in senior high school. Well, we have always been in the same school, but I am one grade higher than her. At last, she said she really hoped that we would meet again in the university in the future. Suddenly I found that this dialogue seemed to have happened one day last year. On that day, I met a senior, I remember that he and I also studied painting in the same studio of the same tutor. After graduating from primary school, I saw him in junior high school and also in senior high school, because, he has always been my senior. At the end, I didn’t ask him which university he went. Such encounters and coincidences in life sometimes really make people feel incredible. Maybe, one day, the senior sister will also encounter such a junior or junior sister, then I unfolded another paragraph of the same dialogue. (How long ago, I knew the truth of youth.) He never dared not to draw too much nutrients greedily, and warned himself: only if he oversteps can he own it; Once he stops, he cannot exist in a heart. The flowers of that year bloomed alone only because of the watering of sweat. The colorful and dark fragrance lingered in my heart for a long time. The flowers I had never met were blooming, and I met the spring. The hazy fog was still shrouded in buds, and the sadness in the wind seemed to be still faintly painful, so unforgettable. It seems that youth needs such a painful moment; Perhaps, youth is worth that time without hesitation; Maybe, youth really looks forward to such a brave step. Then, I understood the pain; Then, I learned to be decisive; Then, I learned to cherish. Judging from the pain, youth is painful and happy; Decisive and resolute, youth is the end of the play being performed; Cherish the present, youth is an irremediable torrent. (Real attitude.) I always think that I have been passing by happiness all the time. In fact, the happiness like water does not belong to me at all, so I can never reach it, and the beauty is always hidden in the end. The most beautiful fireworks are always in full bloom to the brightest moment, which makes people mistakenly believe that happiness will come as scheduled. In fact, it is only a flashing breeze in the end. There is no qualification to say give up. After crying, the pain is enough, and finally it is time to realize. Familiar? For the determined self, sadness can only stop on the third day, and on the fourth day, it can only move forward with a smile. All my thoughts will disappear and my heart will disappear. A heart is better than a lack. (Everything is just fine.) When I was looking at the spring, I caught a glimpse of the sea. Maybe, in the years of colored glaze bred by sadness, I just got used to standing aside and watching the scenery quietly, and watching the people watching the scenery in the scenery. Slim, moving forward is a kind of exploration, youth is a sleeping song played by the strings, dreams are the colorful fading of years, and the scenery in front of me is the sky that I can never reach,, I want to say, I’m fine, and there is air. If youth is air, I am taking a deep breath, breathing pain; If what I yearn for is a dream, I am doing a dream that I will never wake up, I dreamed of the sunshine I hoped for; If the dream was still far away, I would only focus on the wind and rain, and walk to infinity.

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