[Zhou Yize's body is backlit, and the light flowing in from the window is like the halo he was born with, jumping, breaking, and re-merging at his fingertips. Chu Yin seemed to see the fragments of light in his eyes expanding and breaking until they melted into his dark pupils and imprinted in Chu Yin's gaze. For the first time, Chu Yin felt that his eyes were terrifyingly calm, but they were shining, making her feel that she could rely on them. Chu Yin was completely confused. She seemed to hear the sound of her heartbeat, and felt the salty tears flowing down her cheeks. The next second, she felt as if she was being pulled into the warmest embrace in the world.
[Chu Yin typed "Thank you, teacher, goodbye teacher" in the typing box, closed the online class APP, and listened to the silence in the room. She spread out the thick loose-leaf book, rubbed the smooth, white paper, looked at Juanxiu's neat handwriting, and then understood what "you will be grateful for your hard work" means. Time is a very wonderful thing, it will filter out the impurities in the memory, and youth, the clean and bright youth in the memory, will be completely sealed into the past.
A very short article, about 100,000 words, is a story about youth, growth and dreams. It is a story that I hope everyone can find resonance with.
It's not that sweet, but the author thinks it's very warm~
Concept: Everyone has a different understanding of the word youth. The youth in my mind does not have any gods or goddesses, but a very ordinary sense of enthusiasm. It is in the long stream of water that I found my dream. There will be confusion, reluctance, and fear along the way, but the most important thing is courage and hard work. I hope that everyone can still love themselves after experiencing pain, build a better life for themselves, and become a person that they can be proud of.