Every adolescent, whether just entering or already in the midst of puberty, experiences such emotional interludes. They are enough to cloud bewildered eyes and fill a sensitive, tender heart.
Adolescence—a term that still feels unfamiliar to me. No matter how often textbooks, television, or the internet mention it, I still feel lost.
The night felt cold, with the sound of wind chimes in my ears. "Mom, aren't you being unreasonable? Why do you have to control even when I'm reading?" I slammed the door in anger and tossed the book I had been enjoying onto the bed. I curled up in the corner of the bed, hugging my knees and lowering my head, crying like a wounded animal.
Was I being too much?
I picked up the book with a heavy heart, carefully smoothing out the damaged corner. If I went out now, I would probably be scolded again. I tiptoed out of the room. My mother's door was closed, but was she asleep? I listened closely, but didn't hear any breathing.
Instead, I heard her voice: "My daughter is having another outburst. I know children at this age can be difficult... It's okay, I will try to be understanding..." Feeling a pang of heartache, I lowered my head. I never knew my mother worked so hard to understand me. My heart was filled with complex emotions.
Returning to my room, I opened the album and flipped through the pages of my growth, looking at the smiles in the photos. Tears welled up in my eyes. Every photo in this album was taken by my parents. Thinking about the call she had just made to my father, I found myself walking toward her room again.
After a moment of hesitation, I knocked on the door and slipped a note inside.
"Mom, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lost my temper."
Youth is like gathering all the beauty and spirit of nature into that house facing the sea. The interludes of youth are also a blend of bitterness and sweetness.
May the wind carry every speck of dust, may youth be imprinted on the journey of memory, and may all troubles end in warmth. May all these emotional interludes become the most beautiful memories of life.
