Youth is like a song, with melodious melody, stirring ups and downs and euphemistic sounds; Youth is picturesque, splash ink is appropriate, meaning is profound, perfect and wonderful; Youth is like a cup of hot tea, full of fragrance, refreshing and bitter; Youth, like a kite, flies far and wide and is not bound.

Express the language of youth with the heart, ignite the passion of youth with thoughts, and decorate the color of youth with vitality. Youth, an eternal topic.

Youth is limited, how much have we missed?

Missed the spring when the grass is green and the flowers are blooming, and will come again next year; Missed the lush and vibrant summer and will come again next year; Missed the fruitful late autumn and will come again next year; I missed the freezing and snowy winter in Wan Li, and will come back next year. Instead, I asked: How many seasons are there in my life?

Epiphyllum always blooms inadvertently at night, roses always bloom in spring, bamboo always climbs up every minute, and youth always slips away inadvertently.

Time flies, youth is like running water. Having youth is the most precious wealth in life. Youth is full of dreams, passion and vitality. Dreams are lights that can illuminate the road ahead; Dream is a stone, which will spark; Passion is a car, speeding up the movement.