Walking in the Sad Youth

When we were young, we always felt that we were capable of anything, that there was hope for everything, and that everything was possible in time. However, we destroyed our hopes again and again with our own hands, and were eventually crushed by the desperate reality; we allowed opportunities to pass by our fingertips again and again and failed to seize them. When we thought everything was too late, it happened that everything was just too late, and so unknowingly and quietly disappeared without a trace. The love that was once thought to be easily available has been trampled on and humiliated countless times amidst suspicion, suspicion and anger; the protection that was originally regarded as a matter of course has been gradually pushed away and avoided due to willfulness, ignorance and growth. When you and I were tyrannical in our youth, you ruthlessly threw away the spears and armor that could have helped you overcome obstacles in this complicated era. Maybe when you are urged to end your sad youth by the elegiac reality again and again, you will wake up with your bruised body. At that time, do you still remember the way you arrogantly threw away these things that you cherish now? People always know how to cherish after losing, especially in the youth of rapid progress, we ruthlessly abandon everything that we really should cherish. When the elegy of youth ends, an era comes to an end, and the lingering sound is endless regret, which gradually fades away until the death knell of life rings. Strolling through the sad youth, singing the elegy of each generation, no one has ever escaped under the strict ivory tower...