The lyrics of the song "You were a teenager" write the true inner experiences and feelings of too many people.
Sometimes you miss the old days
but when you leave innocently, you don't say a word
You just wave like throwing away waste paper
It's a necessary thing in life
It's like drifting away from your former best friend, like people and things that will drift away in the future after the college entrance examination that year, and like those we can't go back to, and then we get used to it and just wave.
Many years ago, you had a pair of clear eyes.
You ran like a bolt of lightning in spring.
You wanted to see the whole world and go to the farthest distance.
You felt that you had wings to fly over mountains and seas.
Sometimes, when we look at this society through the imaginary beauty of it, our hearts will ache slightly. There are such a group of people in society who are no strangers to us. They are called: the silent voiceless. In order to live and survive, they left their hometown, the old people and their children to work hard. They endured unhappiness and humiliation outside. There are no classes in this society, but there are classes. Sometimes many of us will be tempered by life and lose our original appearance. Time will change us unconsciously. Sometimes time is really a terrible thing. It changes not only our body, but also our initial determination and dreams. Suddenly, I thought of the people I met many years ago. At that time, they were just in their prime, tall and straight. When I saw them again many years later, I couldn't even believe that they were acquired many years ago. Perhaps the years were too hasty. In just a few short years, I saw them again, instead of being tall and straight, they were bloated. From the age of blushing when talking to talking to talking loudly in the carriage, from being like a prince in a white suit to being like an uncle, I am surprised at their changes, and I am surprised that time can change a person so much in just a few years. Sometimes I wonder: What will I look like in a few years? Will others think that when they see me again in a few years, I am no longer the same as I am in reality? I know that people will change with time, but there is a change that is not just a change in appearance, but a change after years of precipitation.
? In fact, sometimes I think it is rare for a person to keep a pure heart when he is 4 years old. At 4 years old, most people will be flattened by life, and their hearts will become a lot of vicissitudes. How rare it would be if they can still be like a child at this time.
You and I come from a small town and village in Hubei, Sichuan, Guangxi, Ningxia, Henan, Shandong, Guizhou and Yunnan
We once vowed to be great people, but suddenly woke up in the middle of the night in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen as if we were awakened by fate
How many times have we wanted to go to a big city to have a look, to see the neon flashing at night, to see the bustling crowd, to feel the gust of subway passing by, to experience a different life, a different life, But one day I really got into that life and found my shoulders too thin ...
I still remember that I stayed in Shenzhen for a period of time during my freshman summer vacation, which was my first time to get out of school and get in touch with this society. What I remember most clearly in this bustling city of Shenzhen is the propaganda slogan in the subway: You should not leave your people in the place where you dream, but how many people have come and gone in this dream city, and how many have been here? I was living on the eighth floor of my aunt's house. The rent on the eighth floor is 38 yuan a month, which is the cheapest in the whole building. On the eighth floor, except for the spare house where they live, they are rented out, so they are separated by clapboard houses. Most of them live in clapboard houses-young people in their twenties. In fact, I have felt the hardships and difficulties of big cities many times when I saw them. When I was working in a food stall in the night market, many young people there worked in two shifts, and then went to a night shift in the morning after work during the day. What I saw in this city was actually more hardships and difficulties, especially for young people in their twenties. Although I have never experienced any hardships and hardships in many times, every realization will always show me the other side of life. Zhao Lei once sang in his inability to grow up, "Since you can't grow up, don't learn from others to struggle", but sometimes the realization from the other side of life will always touch our inner strings.
For the city of Beijing, it can be said that it is a city that I am obsessed with, and it is also the city that I have been to the most since I was a child. Although I have been there many times, I don't feel very deeply about it. When I listened to the recitation of "Ant Tribe", I was deeply reminded of the complex in Beijing and the people from all over the world who lived in it. Yes, this poem tells too much about the struggle of drifting north and the persistence of dreams. Beijing is still a city that never sleeps in the early hours of the morning. I have seen the prosperity of this city in the middle of the night, but I have also witnessed the desolation behind the prosperity and understood that it is not easy to survive.
Many years ago, you were a simple teenager.
If you fell in love with someone, you wouldn't be afraid to spend your whole life.
I believe that love will last forever. I believe that every stranger will be the one you want to be.
Is it mature to be used to lying?
Can you love others after you have a house?
Sometimes I feel that I am in line with the title of Buddhist girl, which is somewhat out of touch with this fast-paced society. Love to laugh, not good at talking, even blush when talking to people, and always like to immerse themselves in their inner world. Maybe at a certain age, I won't look forward to that kind of vigorous love, and I won't look forward to the bridge where the girls' hearts burst in TV dramas. In contrast, sometimes seeing a pair of old people walking by with their hands, my heart will be even more moved. Watching my parents for so many years from childhood, the daily necessities can't be avoided. The most beautiful picture that stays in my mind is: the sunshine was fine that afternoon. I sat in the winter sunshine, and the sunshine sprinkled on my long freshly washed hair. My mother cut my hair with scissors, and my father sat there smiling. That moment was really a feeling of quiet years.