Time flows away silently, and before we know it, we have grown up. Whenever we gather the courage to move forward, life's setbacks hit us hard. As you set sail, I can only offer silent blessings in my heart. I often tell myself, "I will work hard to become strong and protect everyone who cares for me." But the reality is, in front of them, I am always just a child. When my sister worries about her business, I desperately want to ease her burden, yet I can do nothing, unable to even offer a kind word, so I simply step aside to avoid causing trouble. When my brother struggles with finances, I long to earn enough to be self-sufficient, but I still find myself relying on my parents. When they are busy working for a living, I can only watch helplessly. When a friend is heartbroken, I remain powerless to help... I once complained about the unfairness of fate, but it changed nothing; life goes on. Perhaps I am not hard-working enough. Perhaps I am not strong enough. Perhaps... Oh, youth, what shall I use to write your story?