No one can decide the direction of the wind
Just like no one can see through the direction of youth
People who are trapped in it cannot understand
Onlookers can't even see clearly
Is it rebellious, artistic, romantic, or simple?
Just a thought
What you choose is what you will have
No second chance
youth
——Zero knot
——zero solution
Essay novels have no ups and downs and no romantic moments. There may even be some cheating prose essays that pretend to be profound. So be careful...
I just want to record something here and there to commemorate my youth.
All comments welcome - if anyone is reading