1. Youth is a theater that never leaves. Everyone is singing bravely. Did you hear that? Butterflies face the sunrise and flap their colorful wings. Missing is a kind of happiness. The rainbow is embracing the clouds, shining and the lake rippling, forming a calm ocean. Look back at the place where you have walked and fly bravely. Love is a bright light that illuminates my direction, no matter right or wrong.
2. Youth leans on a pink dream, shakes a long swing, smiles at all kinds of people, bathes in soft wind, soaks in a cup of green tea and listens to the broadcast of time. Youth with a faint smile, listening to a ditty, waiting for the years to pass, the stream trickled forward, the sun was warm and gentle, the branches stretched to the extreme, youth looked down at the time, blushed, and the shadow in the sun was tall.