Youth is half bright and half sad. It is a shocking book, but we read it too hastily. Inadvertently, the book of youth is quietly closed, so that when we want to study it again, we find that the handwriting of youth has long been covered with dust and blurred. I also want to learn from butterflies, which transform and wish again and again, neither thinking nor hesitating; neither looking back nor feeling sad. When I'm in a bad mood, I just want to be alone and quiet. Not asking for comfort, just asking for someone to understand. If a person misses you enough, he will definitely not be able to help but miss you and come to you, and he will not always pay attention to you only when you pay attention to him. Whether it's friendship or love, there's nothing shy about it. On the long journey of life, we almost passed each other, but it was you who gently held my hand. I really hope these warm hands will hold me forever!
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