At the age of twenty-one or twelve, the years are worthy of my affection. How far is the thoughtless hurry, this day's fist will be light tomorrow.

PS: Almost every time I grow up, I spend it in controversy, reminiscing about the experience I once had, let me fly higher, even if I will fall badly in the end, at least I can leave a strong mark of my youth, at least I have had an extraordinary experience in my life, and I can tell my child the funny story of his father when he was young in the future, and that is enough.

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