All endings have already been written, and all tears have already set out on their journey. Yet we suddenly forget how it all began, in that ancient summer that will never return. No matter how we search, the young figure is only like a passing cloud, and that faint, gentle smile gradually fades into the mountains after sunset. Youth is a book that is far too hastily written...
—Preface
Youth is like a song, singing the legends of life; like a flower, painting the scroll of existence; like a dance, expressing the brilliance of living.
Young people full of vitality are often admired. They are energetic, passionate, and full of life, radiating the charm of youth. They are like the sun at eight or nine in the morning, the hope and backbone of a new era, opening up new worlds with their hands and proving the meaning of a life without regret through their efforts.
However, youth is not always smooth. Loneliness, pain, and setbacks are constant companions along the way. We must learn to face them with a smile. Just as the sea would lose its grandeur without surging waves, and the desert would lose its vastness without dancing sandstorms, a youth without challenges would lose its true charm. The rainy season of youth will eventually pass. Do not linger under the tree, do not dwell in the rain, and do not cry in the darkness. Move forward without looking back; above you is still a blue sky, guiding you away from confusion and loss, and allowing hope to sing of a youth without regret.
Youth is the golden age of life. As Ostrovsky once said: "The most precious thing in life is life itself. We only live once. One should live so that when looking back, one does not regret wasting years or feel ashamed of mediocrity. Then, at the end of life, one can say: I have devoted my whole life and energy to the greatest cause of humanity—the struggle for human liberation." Youth is like flowing water and fine sand, slipping quietly through our fingers. We should cherish it and grasp every moment of brilliance in life with care.
Cherish youth and let it become the brightest spark of life. Use your hands to paint the canvas of existence and compose a magnificent and regret-free song of youth.
