The light in your eyes is the hottest footnote of youth. Don't be afraid of trial and error. The true nature of youth is that it becomes more vivid with constant application. Run, boy, while the wind is still young and the road is still bright. When you look back many years later, you will be grateful to the person who dared to dream and was willing to sweat in your youth. May you travel across mountains and rivers, and when you return, your eyes will still be as clear and firm as a young man. The most precious thing is not that you never fall, but that every time you fall, you still see the stars and the sea in your eyes.
Measuring the world with curiosity and defining boundaries with courage is the most beautiful gesture of youth. Those seemingly far-fetched dreams are quietly drawing the map of your future. Youth is not years, but state of mind; it is deep will, magnificent imagination, and passionate emotions. Youth is the poem written in the corner of the textbook, the sweat shed on the court, and the everlasting lamp in the middle of the night. Youth is a grand encounter. Your smile lights up the stars in my entire universe.
That year when the cicadas were chirping noisily, your profile was burned into the depths of my memory hotter than the sun. You are like an unfinished love poem in April, secretly growing into eternal spring in the cracks of the desk. The moment the wind lifted the corners of the school uniform, the light in the boy's eyes shattered all my reserve. We once exchanged heartbeats at the end of the corridor. It was the most thrilling chord at the age of seventeen. When the chalk dust fell all over my shoulders, I suddenly discovered that my crush was standing in the folds of light and smiling. The unexpected glances at each other at the corner made the entire Wutong Road smell like orange rain.
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