Want to run around the youth , colorful and beautiful . When years passed without mercy, my heart was full of melancholy. The loneliness of the soul, love to look for “star empty mountain rain, the weather late to fall” in comfort. Although running, but still nostalgia, not give up. A person walking, always choose the embrace of the past a little regret. –Inscription
“The great thing about getting older is that you don’t lose all the other ages you’ve been.
“I don’t believe in aging. I believe in forever altering one’s aspect to the sun. ”
A meter of sunlight to pass a warm , fall in the dark, strong smile. Just because youth is still, so the dream has been on the road. When the old age is not old, there is no end of youth, leaving dark years, but also a bit worth collecting? When lonely, sad, sad, always want to squander anger. Injured, the pain had thought it would be over; but my heart is not willing to give up, only for a reason, people who have a dream will never be alone. Into the youth, cannot get out of sadness always give us a young age cannot leave too many feelings. Record the footsteps of the years, listen to the story of time. While singing softly, youth carnival.
There will always be stories, those feeling too much at the merciless time, too many memories of the past, too much, and now in the heart, also stopped in the fleeting stream. A period of memories cannot be erased, it is only a flash of fireworks moment, but also life in my mind going around. It is a memory of those days met, also met the happiness in the trajectory of time. Sometimes think of those who have been side by side struggle days, filled with those touched and happy years.
Nowadays, we seem to be moving away from each other and striving for a reincarnation of youth. Gradually, we all grew up, and time has changed the habit of sharing happiness and unhappiness with each other. The gradual disappearance of youth and the changing years have made us no longer connected and have fewer and fewer friends. Laughter, those happy years also with our strange and become more extravagant. Maybe many years later, we all have our own friends and people we care about. At that time, we will count those memory stories that have been mad for a lifetime in your life, and suddenly find everything in the memory.
Perfection of means and confusion of goals seem- in my opinion- to characterize our age.
“No book is really worth reading at the age of ten which is not equally – and often far more – worth reading at the age of fifty and beyond.”
If you don’t do a lot of stupid things while you’re young, you won’t have funny things to talk about when you’re old.
“Older men declare war. But it is youth that must fight and die.”
When the year is still, youth is not old, we are standing at a crossroads of life. Wandering, confused, gloomy perhaps because we will think of it. Use a pen to persevere Writing that never old age, a history of memories of their own growth. Looking back in different places and under different circumstances, I just learned that thanks to the memory of life, there are so many unforgettable people or things. Because of their existence, they were able to make sense in their youth; the departure of some would allow some to grow and then quietly disappear. Then, I realized that youth had stalled youth in the sequel to the film; there will be dismay old age emotion.
Additional growth will always painful memories, alone and lonely down there will always be lonely; Jia Tian years always miss the taste. A few years later, maybe we are all still lamenting that youth is not easy and time is hard to do; but occasionally we will remember the prime of life, scholarliness. Grateful encounter each moment in life touched by the moment, when that day, we grow old, looks no longer, but those beautiful years never fade.Youth • Never Dies. The mottled memory of our constant shadow, I will remember, will catch up. When the blessing is my strength, I will always thank the years for us to grow. Bitter wait for happiness, only for that one – when the age is not old, we are still just dreaming children!