Wild Chief and Evening Breeze

The thick shade of camphor spread over the evening streets, and the orange sunset stretched the shadows of the teenagers. The evening breeze on the rooftop flipped through the pages of crumpled test papers and also wrote down the hot promises made by a group of teenagers. Lin Zhi, who is bright and free-spirited, is like an unexpected gust of wind in the summer, and crashes into the world of Xie Linhuai, who is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and prefers to hide in details. Between them, they joked with each other like happy friends in class, they accidentally walked side by side on the way to school, and they rushed to and looked back regardless of the reason during the unexpected accident on the playground. And youth is never just a story of two people. The calm and transparent Shen Yu is used to watching, but always inadvertently delivers the most timely help; the enthusiastic and outgoing Zhou Lang is always the first to laugh in the crowd; the gentle and considerate Xu Qingyao is like the last lamp to be lit in the classroom in the evening, quiet but cannot be ignored. Five teenagers with very different personalities formed the "Yanog Squad" by chance. They painted graffiti on the blackboard where science experiments failed, ran chasing the wind in the playground after lights out, and ran rampant during each other's seventeen years, growing wildly and staying passionate. In the hustle and bustle of youth, there are not only the hidden heartbeats of two people, but also the years of a group of people walking side by side. The setting sun, the evening breeze, the noisy classroom and the starry night, all the thoughts and friendships belonging to young people are slowly written here. And those unspoken likes, the farewells that never came, and the secrets hidden in orange-flavored lollipops will eventually find their answers in the evening breeze on a certain rooftop. Purpose: What I want to write about in this story is never just about someone's heartbeat or the coming and going of a relationship. The five people in Nocho's team are very much like the kind of teenagers we have all met or become in our youth - not necessarily perfect, not necessarily mature, and even occasionally clumsy, tough-tongued, and duplicitous. But they ran under the sunset, shared a bite of hot food on the rooftop, and hid the unfinished words in the wind into a look, a clink of glasses, and a photo with unclear pixels. "It grows wildly and remains warm." They are not boxed in by "how they should be." Whether it is a happy enemy, a silent companionship, an unspoken secret love, or an open embrace, every emotion takes root in its own rhythm. What this story wants to convey is that youth has more than one shape. It can be orange candy, iced Coke, a runway at dusk, a hot pot on the rooftop, or it can be a belated "I like it" and a night with a group of people swaying with laughter in the evening breeze. Even if one day they will go to different cities and lead different lives, the days they spent wilding, loving, and running together when they were seventeen years old will be like the starlight from 4.4 Light-years away, which has traveled for a long time and can still illuminate many ordinary and long nights since then. I hope that everyone who reads this story will be reminded of the short period of youth that they once experienced passionately. I also hope that all those who are experiencing youth will not be trapped in answers, not timid about their hearts, and will always have the courage to grow like weeds and be as free as the evening breeze.