What were you like when you were young? When I was young, I had many fantasies about the future. I was very ambitious. I had a lot of emotions that I didn't know how to vent. I was full of energy. I didn't know what I was resisting but I still resisted stubbornly. I was like a headless fly that didn't know what to do, crashing into the glass over and over again. Even if I made a mistake, I didn't want to admit it. Why should I admit that I am tired after hitting the wall so many times? I don't want to give in, admit defeat, or learn any lessons. The road to growth is so long, and there are traps with hidden weapons along the way. When can we finish it, and with what attitude should we finish it.