Chapter 122: Essay "One Hundred and Twenty-Four"

The two-day football training is really unbearable, it is really tiring but very fulfilling, and there is no place in the body that does not confirm the passage of youth and the ruthlessness of the years.

We seem to be very busy in our youth, but we always have time emptiness, we are eager to find a gap in the crowd, and we are eager to be noisy in the quiet, life may be conceived in contradictions.

Sitting in front of the computer today, looking at my expired ID card seriously, the childish child's face, ten years of time, just quietly stopped, and reminded me of Eason Chan's "Ten Years", ten years ago, I didn't know you, you don't belong to my ........, there are a few people around us who have spent ten years together, in addition to the unchanged family affection, I believe there is not much left, we are all mortals with the naked eye, cannibalistic fireworks, no steel and iron bones that others say, no poison is not inviolable, tears must always have an outlet, There must always be a place to vent suffering.

A person has been alone for a long time, slowly, and he has become accustomed to a person's life and a person's mood, not to count on anyone, not to rely on anyone, only in this way can he make himself stronger.

Tomorrow I will be selected to participate in the city games of track and field athletes, I also reported two, I want to try, two that I haven't practiced for a long time, but also two that I was proud of, I don't know how it is now, try it tomorrow!

Whatever the outcome, just do your best. Leaving eternal bits and pieces in my own youth, when I look back in my twilight years, we can have traces to follow, and we can proudly say to ourselves, at least my youth has not been in vain, I have loved, hated, hurt, and happy...... Compared to those squandered times, I also had wonderful times.

We explore the footprints of our predecessors, looking for our own way, we are lost in the fog, looking for the glimmer of hope, every morning, more and more tired figures, shuttling through the streets and alleys, our existence and the corners of the world are everywhere, this is youth.

Following in everyone's footsteps, you can see a heart of newborn dreams, because we live on these seemingly insignificant beliefs!

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