Youth is hazy and straightforward.

Youth is exciting and easy to make mistakes.

Lying in his hospital bed, Lao Hao said to his children before he died, "I will never forgive the mistakes I made when I was young." In my sophomore year, I was jealous of the close relationship between my classmate Xiaoying and Hanako. I wrote a messy letter to Xiaoying after imitating Hanako, and then read these letters openly in class, and also combined with some girlfriends to create rumors about them. After half a year, Xiaoying really couldn't stand the rumors of transfer. A year later, Hanako couldn't stand the blow and went crazy. If it weren't for me, they would all be happy people after graduation from college. I ruined the future and happy life of my classmates Xiaoying and Hanako. I have been suffering since the day I graduated from high school, but I don't have the courage to apologize to them for the mistakes of that year. For decades, this stone weighing on my heart has tortured me to lose sleep every night. Now I'm leaving. I'm free. But please be sure to give these two letters to Xiaoying and Hanako. No matter where they are now, please help me find them and apologize to them on my behalf. "Say that finish, LaoHao took out two crumpled letters from under the pillow and handed them to the children.

Lao Hao finally closed his eyes and left the world he would miss for the rest of his life. But his guilt about the mistakes he made when he was young will accompany him to another world. From the two crumpled letters left by Lao Hao, we can guess that he wrote for a long time and took out the letters countless times to get up the courage to send them to classmates who don't know where they are.

Lin Meng has nightmares every night. One day, she suddenly said to her husband, "I feel sorry for my high school classmate Xiao Min. I hurt her. " It turns out that more than twenty years ago, Lin Meng had a crush on the tall and handsome monitor in her class in the next semester of grade one in high school, but the monitor had fallen in love, and she was her deskmate Xiao Min. Countless times, driven by jealousy and envy, she spread rumors about Xiao Min and the monitor to her classmates and reported them to the class teacher several times. With Lin Meng's persistent efforts, the monitor and Xiao Min can only become strangers. A year later, Xiao Min painfully transferred to another school. From that day on, Limeng never saw the smiling face of the monitor again. Her heart began to regret and shed blood. After graduating from senior three, the monitor was hit hard and his study plummeted. He didn't go to college and went to work in the south early. I heard that Xiao Min was admitted to the second university, and I haven't heard from him since. Lin Meng deeply blamed himself, whether it was later college life or after graduation, when he went to work, got married and got married. She often thinks that if it weren't for the mistakes made by her youth and ignorance, perhaps the monitor and Xiao Min would have been the happiest couple in the world. They are childhood friends, and they will all graduate from university and become rare talents in society. However, it is too late to regret now, and everything can't be redeemed. Limeng also tried to find Xiao Min and the monitor many times and sincerely apologized to them. But she never had the courage to act.

Lin Meng said to her husband with tears: "This is the biggest mistake I have made in my life. If I am not there that day, please find them for me and say sorry to them. "

Liu Jian made the worst mistake in his life. Stimulated by the hormone of youth, he secretly took a mobile phone and hid in the girls' toilet of the university to take a candid photo. Later, his classmates found out that he was expelled from school. Originally, he was supposed to be a favored son sitting in the university gate, but now Liu Jian has lost his student status and gained a bad reputation, muddling along in society and doing odd jobs for the rest of his life. His regret should be the heaviest regret in life, and his youth should also be the most ignorant youth.

Late at night, Cui Qian lay in the quilt and wept quietly. It was also in high school that he fell in love with a beautiful young Chinese teacher. The Chinese teacher was born in a scholarly family. After graduating from college, she was assigned to teach Chinese in this high school. She is tall, well-proportioned and full of girlish youth. Since the day I met her, Cui Qian's turbulent adolescence has become more restless. He secretly wrote her a love letter. When he saw that she ignored him, he put the frog in her chalk box to scare her. Until one day, angered by several rejections, he secretly put a trip net on her way home from work at night. She finally got off work by bike in the dark, but she didn't take preventive measures and stumbled heavily. After that night, the beautiful Chinese teacher became a disabled person with crutches. Cui Qian often secretly sees her crying where no one is around. He began to blame himself deeply. He really regretted it.

Three years later, Cui Qian fled his alma mater, which made him feel guilty all his life, and went far away.

Now, twenty years later, I heard that the Chinese teacher died young. Hearing the sad news, Cui Qian, who had a successful career, collapsed. He didn't go to work for a week. Although the Chinese teacher I secretly loved in those years died, I don't know that he screwed up that night. But his conscience kept him awake at night. How many times, he thought, if it wasn't his own fault, the Chinese teacher would still be teaching and educating people happily, and more and more excellent students would be trained. Cui Qian decided to go to the Chinese teacher's grave to repent and present a nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine rose to bear the consequences.

How many youths are still dreaming, and how many youths will take detours? Let's join hands to appease the young people who used to be as impetuous as we are, and educate them to walk all the way, sunshine all the way, and rush to a brilliant tomorrow!