Me and My Absurd Youth

"Yesterday I saw the flowers blooming, but today I see them fading." Youth is the wind and rain in July and August, and the bright sunshine after the rain. Youth is like poetry and wine; Youth is both bitter and sweet. She chases her dreams under the bright sunshine; Her heart beat in the bright warm wind; She choked with sadness in the cold rainy season. Youth, prosperity and splendor; Youth, embrace the truth.