When Su Ling was thirteen years old, he appeared for the first time. That was the first time Su Ling had seen him, and it was also the last time he had seen him. Su Ling, I don't know what his name is. He said that he would come back in the future to marry Su Ling. Su Ling, I don't know how many years have passed.

Perhaps, the original him. Now, he has long forgotten about Su Ling. However, Su Ling has always remembered him. He said that he wanted to marry Su Ling, Su Ling, and he would wait forever. Su Ling will wait until he comes to marry him.

He said to Su Ling that he was the one who wanted big things.

He told Su Ling that in his life, he was either a prince or an emperor.

He told Su Ling that he only loved Su Ling alone.

He said a lot to Su Ling.

On that night, Su Ling fell in love with him directly. And he didn't do anything to Su Ling. He said that he would wait until he married Su Ling, and then go to Su Ling to do some things that could only be done by turning off the lights.

However, so many years have passed. Su Ling didn't wait for him. Sometimes, Su Ling feels so stupid. Yourself, why wait for a person who doesn't even know what his name is, to marry him.

You are the joy of youth, and the saying is the other way around.

Su Ling, I remember that I was young at that time. He loves to talk and laugh himself. Once we sat side by side under the peach tree, the wind was in the woods, the birds were chirping, and we somehow fell asleep.

Lonely sycamore under the moon, I don't know who to mourn. The atmosphere is full of solemnity, why pretend to be relaxed? The mind is hollowed out, as if drunk and hazy. He was looking to be moved, but Su Ling was unwilling to be moved.

He has a well-behaved appearance, and no one knows how strong he is. He wants to shine, he wants to be appreciated by others, his dream has just set sail, but he is already full of sorrow. May he be wrapped in a robe, and may he be at peace in his years. And Su Ling looked up, watched him shine, and watched him grow.

When the flowers are rich, whose eyes are wet? The breeze rises and the drizzle continues. Life is so entangled, how can you take a look at Jiangnan?

Fate is an accident in life, and it is also a fixed number in the dark. It's like passing by by accident, and you're bound to miss it.

Sadness falls all over the hills, and when the youth ends, the prosperity will fade sooner or later, and the splendor will eventually return to the dull.

Youth is a book that can't be closed when it's opened, life is a road that can't be turned back when you embark on it, and love is a bet that can't be recovered if you throw it out.

Su Ling has that incomparably gorgeous youth, so Su Ling has a vibrant world. Youth is like a harvest and tranquil manor, and great hope and happiness are waiting for me to pass by and be full of arms. There is no waiting fruit in youth, only high morale to harvest, although we in youth do not have the heroic feat of guiding the country, but there is no lack of deep accumulation for thin hair.

Youth, half bright, half sad. It's a book of ghosts and gods, and we read it in too haste. Inadvertently, the book of youth is quietly closed, so that when we want to re-study it, we find that the handwriting of youth has long been dusty and blurred.

Time is like a ruler, it can measure the progress of the strivers. Time is like a balance, it can weigh the achievements of the strivers; Time is like a leather whip that spurs us to pursue our goals in life. Time is like a war drum that inspires us to move faster.

The past is like a paper clip, fixing the pages of youth and then turning it into an unpublished book.

Youth is a long journey, and there is no going back. Youth is a meeting that you can't forget. But youth leaves us the most precious love. Love is actually very simple, as long as a short greeting, a gentle understanding, and a faint thought, it is enough.

In fact, youth is like this, not listening to persuasion, tossing blindly, enjoying blessings, suffering hardships, playing tickets, hitting walls, tossing hard, tossing tired, only to find that I have turned a big circle, but I have returned to the same place. However, he never regrets it, and he does not complain, because if we don't turn this circle, we may never know where we are.

When we are young, we will always be full of unrestrained enthusiasm, such as the peony blooming in summer, will always be full of love and mercy, such as the elegance of chrysanthemums in autumn, will always be full of hope for all life, such as the arrogance of plum blossoms in winter, will always be full of curiosity, such as a hundred flowers in spring.

The purpose of experiencing youth once in a lifetime is just to listen to the sound of flowers blooming, watch the silence of flowers falling, and then leave.

Youth, the spring of life, the king of life, the flower of life. Everyone has had their own youth, and they have used their own pen to depict it. However, the two are not exactly equivalent. The mediocre will always arrogantly think that youth is a bottomless pit, while the wise will humbly think that youth is a ladder borrowed from us by God, and it will always be returned when the time comes.

Some people say: youth is the source of happiness; Happiness flows here, and pain hovers on the other side. Someone writes that youth is a rainy sky; The rain and dew are spreading here, and the sun is waiting in the sky.

The meaning of youth is the freedom to scream and be silent, the freedom to say yes or no to everything. The other is to ignore the meaning of everything, including the meaning of youth, because that is the essence of youth. The saddest thing in life is that I gave you wings, but I didn't let you fly. As long as the heart is free, everywhere is free.

In the days of youth, we always thought that love is to tie two people firmly together, and when you love me, you have to understand me. The result is: when you know me, you don't love me. It wasn't until our youth was gone that we realized that there was a hinterland in everyone's heart, and even the closest people could not reach it.

Youth is an era full of strength and temptation. Being active is youth, curiosity is youth, and fun is youth. Cynism is youth, and everything we do is youth.

The most beautiful youth is nothing more than having one or two friends who have always been with you and a lover who can't be stolen.

Youth is like a kite that has passed away, blown away by the wind. And we stared intently at the direction of the kite's disappearance, in a daze, dreaming, stomping our feet, laughing and crying. We are not willing to be surrounded by the annual rings, but the annual rings still stubbornly imprison our thoughts.

As a result, we become more and more stubborn. At that time, we were so hateful and unabominable. Still wandering in the good old days, and not knowing that old age is coming.

Time can destroy everything in the world, turn the strongest castle into the remnants of history, turn the idols and authority of mankind into ashes, turn the sword of a hero into a child's plaything, and turn a mountain range full of great forests into an endless ocean full of corals.