Jiang Ting's Autobiography

How should I describe you? When I try to write about you, my heart is filled with emotion. When you were still young and ignorant, you resolutely stepped into the complicated society. At that time, you may not have fully understood the preciousness of time, and you may not have noticed how quickly time passes. Time is like a galloping horse, traveling day and night without ever stopping for a moment. Those fleeting years are like gurgling falling flowers and running water that will never return, taking away countless beautiful moments. In those long and cold winters, cold rain like pear blossoms seemed to fall on the paper, and a slight chill penetrated the heart, making people truly feel the slight sadness brought by the passage of time. "If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and carry wine with you, it will be different in the end. You are a teenager." The time when we were young was full of endless joy and longing. At that time, we cherished dreams and swayed the sweat of youth wantonly, thinking that the future had unlimited possibilities. But now, even if I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and go boating and drinking with my friends like in the past, I can never regain the pure youthful mood I had back then. If the spring breeze really contains tender affection like pear blossoms, can you please ask it to allow me to return to that beautiful boyhood? There, time seems to become slow and warm. We have a lot of time to explore the world and chase our dreams. There are no vicissitudes of time, no burden of life, only the picturesque years of youth and the innocent smile that will never fade.