Youth Has Me, What Do You Have to Fear?

Everyone has youth, Those things that happened in youth, Some people remember, Some people have forgotten. Those teachers who once taught in the classroom may have long since aged. Those test papers that I have taken may have long been turned into ashes. The sweat that was shed in the classroom has long gone with the wind..., But who dares to say that there is no trace of those sentiments in youth. Youth! Just like this, I slowly walked away, but the memory of my youth has never been so clear. I just wanted to tell a story, not mine of course, but his story. Just an ordinary little story.