Let me tell you a story that is probably no more than ten years old, because I am a person who is afraid of growing old, and even afraid of growing up. In this world where elders and young adults are orderly, any knowledge and concepts about life will inevitably be ridiculed and disdained by the elders. Even for myself, I guess that in the near future I will feel how ridiculous and naive I am, making up plots full of loopholes.
But thoughts are often like butterflies parked on the window lattice, difficult to grasp. Taking advantage of such a hot-headed moment, I decided to open my notebook and record it quickly. After all, in this twenty-one-year-old age, occasionally getting nervous and having a little dream is not a luxury.
And I have always liked Li Yishan's "Jin Se", especially the line "This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss at the time." What we strive for, in addition to outstanding achievements, should also give some place to "the courage to try" and "remitting perseverance". After all, even if the enthusiasm at this moment only brings about a casual smile at the corner of the mouth many years later, it is enough for us to remember the tenderness for a lifetime.
I won't give any spoilers for the article, as the plot has already been formed in my brain. But I hope readers can give me more suggestions, thank you.