Adolescence is a poem, an age that is inherently lonely and worthy of admiration. Many people will look back when their youth is gone and use words to commemorate this beautiful period.
Do you still remember the first person you had a crush on back then? Do you still know where he is?
Do you still remember the teacher you hated most back then? Can you still remember what he looked like now?
Time is cruel, nothing is impenetrable in the face of time. That's why some people lament that life is just like the first time we met. That's why some people advise that time should be encouraged in time.
In the blink of an eye, another year has passed, and I can't hold on to it, and the years are fleeting.