The most beautiful time is undoubtedly that period of wanton youth! Who wouldn't fall in love with one or two people during that time, and which boy or girl wouldn't have their fragile heart broken by their beloved? Whether we have loved or hated, we will always grow up and become mature and sensible, and those memories of youth can only become precious memories. I want to wait until the day when we all grow old, recalling these beautiful days, there will still be a smile on the corners of our mouths.