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Carrying heavy bags, packed with the expectations of parents, friends encourage, young frivolous and a restless heart, on the road.
Along the railway track, walk slowly forward. A person's sky, can be very blue, very beautiful, floating in the air a bit lonely and lonely, a person alone. An exquisite scenery, with some haste, we hurried to miss the scenery, light pull regret; scenic stand in situ, long pass by our life spring summer autumn winter, to smile. In life, no one will always belong to who, only who does not know how to cherish. Pass by, we are just passing through, past countless times in exchange for this life review meeting. Met, will cherish, a hand that green time, planted in the hearts of the seeds of dreams; miss, also want to bless each other, because in front of the scenery in waiting for each other, residence, have become redundant excuses. Maybe, missing the small bridges, will meet the spring snow more strange; perhaps, at the next intersection, there will be more beautiful scenery to look forward to the encounter......
Youth is like a chiseled stone, in the past years, some are realistic worn as smooth pebbles, so roll faster, farther; some have been ups and downs waves out of scars, scour a forest of Steles, with its stubborn uninhibited and the whole world struggle, not pessimistic but not vulgar, in the complicated world of their own in a detached. Youth is like a heavy stone side, let the fragile soul pushing hard, will live in the happy and sad thin shed, milled into powder. The breeze blows, they dance with wind, scattered to the ends of the earth, to find their own home and attachment. If one day you meet crumbs fall in the shoulder, please do not arbitrarily to them as the dust like flick, perhaps, each a powder has a story, you have to listen to, can be in to listen to the whole the magnificent sea shells.
On the way, youth like a train roared past, with some impatience and hesitant, who had never stops for. It has two names, one pass, one is missing. Whenever it speeds up, always meet the journey more exciting and challenges; on the other hand, it missed the small bridges, Fenglin night will be more, it can not for whom stay, nostalgia and regret only with a color instead of in a hurry. On the road, lonely from time to time horizon, and thorns scratch, stone tripped, blocked by the river, is also difficult to climb the cliff to stop, to chase the dream and joy, and amazing to meet the rainbow at...... Perhaps the pain and sadness, glad that they spend, unwilling to let you worry. Happiness and achievement for me, and slightly thin because without your participation. Perhaps, the pain is used alone, the only way you heart to continue to be strong, life can calm; happiness is used to share, the only way to demonstrate your value of life, not only live for themselves, but also for the lives of others. Pass by and missed, at least we have experienced, some people and things, worthy of our memories slowly in the homecoming, chew the taste of them.
Perhaps everyone's life is a self-cultivation. With loneliness and solitude, is a compulsory course, continue to make mistakes, to think and to progress is the only way. Everyone is the pursuit of perfection, expect perfection, and this process is the self carving. Only the bear to abandon the disadvantage of life the weaknesses of character, of a self transformation, life can be a qualitative change. Listen to the tide, as the memory as long as hovering in the sky; the ups and downs of life is the rhythm, and lines and songs, to experience the wonderful trip.