Youth Is a Thought That Comes Too Late

[The content above the dividing line is the main content, the following is fiction, please do not take it seriously] Some ideas are too short to be worth mentioning, but they are too real to be written down. They appear in the graffiti on the desk, in the left channel of the headphones late at night, in the ten seconds waiting for the red light, in the hesitation of looking through old photos without clicking on the big picture. About love, about confusion, about the moment when you suddenly feel like you have grown up. There is no complete story in this book, only the water droplets splashed on the shore when youth flows. ——Those thoughts of "anytime and anywhere" are actually the voice of youth itself.