Short Story, Great Wisdom Dictionary · About Growing Up

Author: Yang Xiaomin
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Publish Date: 2005-11-01
Features: There is a kind of pain called growing up, and there is a kind of sorrow that belongs to youth. When time flows like sand through us, memories of growing up—whether painful, bitter, warm, or romantic—become deeply etched into our young minds, remaining unforgettable until the day we grow old. When you have nothing to do, why not open the locked door of your memories on a sunny afternoon, take out each story of growth one by one to air and observe, and you will gain a unique kind of emotion. Life is long yet fleeting; as you walk along, various memories will be imprinted in your heart—about the people you have encountered, the things you have experienced, the scenery and emotions you have witnessed, some beautiful, some painful. Some are worth cherishing, remembering, and savoring for a lifetime, while others need to be strived to discard, lose, and forget. Through wind and rain, experiencing every bit of growth, feeling the highest human emotions, eventually we will understand life and grasp the wisdom and truth of living.