Now is the best time of my life. Don't be pessimistic about this poem.

The morning is like moss, and the evening is like snowflake. Oh, let a man with spirit take risks in his favorite place.

"Young people have no spring to go, fast-flushers are like sea worries, where there is a will, there is a way, and there is a youthful ambition of worrying about clouds. You can tolerate poverty when you are young, but you can't tolerate mediocrity. . . . . . . "

I like a sentence very much, * * * encouragement.