Youth Is Half Bright and Half Sad

Note: I would like to dedicate this document to the people I have loved deeply, to those campus loves that ended in vain or came to fruition, and to those born in the 1980s who are aging. In 1999, when we were 15 years old, we met in a car crash. Ouyang denied that it was intentional, but I think he was sincere; In 2000, Ouyang confessed his love for the first time, but was rejected. Ouyang said that arts and science go together, and we are a perfect match. I said that I am not interested in science students; In 2002, Ouyang confessed his love for the second time. Ouyang said it had been three years, so you should just accept it. I said, well, you're not too bad, so be it; During the eight-year Anti-Japanese War from 2002 to 2010, my parents asked whether the two of you were married or separated. Please give me an explanation. Well, let's get married! … From 1999 to 2017, it has been almost 18 years. From the green years to the passing of youth, from school uniforms to wedding dresses, thank you for waiting for me to grow up, thank you for always being there. The once innocent people on campus probably had to go through various hardships before they matured. The bitterness when looking for a job for the first time, the pain when being betrayed for the first time, the guilt when letting someone down for the first time... So many unbearable first times, you will feel at ease after passing them, because there will always be someone who loves you silently. Love is the first and last reason, that's it. I just want to write to myself, to you, to you who have accompanied me through my youth, cried and laughed with me.