Youth is always dazzling, but it is too short. Those who are flamboyant, arrogant, unrestrained and brave, whether they are successful or degenerate, are like the fashion passing through the night, shining, brilliant and shocking. And their youth, despite its imperfections and timidity, cannot offset or deny those flashing facts, even without the backdrop of night, just in the daytime. That's enough. At least they had existed, rebelled, and experienced that beautiful youth without regrets.
I would like to write this article to commemorate those lost beautiful youth. The subject matter was probably very cold, but at that time our hearts were as warm as spring.
My urban writing is a bit cruel~~~
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