The Shadow Behind Time

Youth, confusion, depression, choice, giving up, chasing, smiling, crying... I will not come because of your high reputation, nor will I leave when you are at your lowest point. Youth is the most beautiful movement in life, as short-lived and beautiful as a flash in the pan. Youth is also a non-stop encounter and parting. Walking in the desolate desert, standing on the highest sand dune and looking up into the distance, I couldn't see the end of the road, so I could only keep walking, walking, walking. I don't know when I can stop, and I don't know when I can stop. I lay on the table and looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the classroom window, hoping that tomorrow I could grow a pair of wings and soar into the sky like an eagle. A storm swept through the whole city, and the world fell into silence when the power was cut off. We opened our hearts in the bright candlelight. At that moment, I felt as light as letting go of the baggage on my shoulders. Although the weak candlelight is not enough to illuminate every corner of the classroom, it fills the vacancy in our hearts. Looking back on my entire youth, I raced against time on the playground at dawn, watched the sunset in the classroom corridor, looked at the world outside the window on my desk, and looked forward to the arrival of the storm in the dormitory. I once thought it was an ordinary summer, but later I discovered that that ordinary summer carried my entire youth. The young man who made a promise to the sunset hopes to be treated gently by the years and never forget his original self. All reunions after a long absence are planned for a long time. I am looking forward to the words "Long time no see" coming from your mouth. This picture called youth becomes beautiful because of you.