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I am no longer a teenager

Youth is gone

By CoSmilePublished 2 years ago 7 min read
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The night is bleak, and what is desolate is life; what is desolate is youth; what is desolate is like a dream, and what is desolate is love. The long and long youth belongs to others; the floating life is our own. ——Inscription/Lone Star Chasing Moon The wind outside the window tore wantonly, it has been tearing for many nights, there is no intention to stop, sobbing to swallow everything, the vehicles on the distant highway always galloping in the night However, the dust was lifted up in all directions and followed away, like our dreams when we were young, so vulnerable, fragmented in the torrent of the world, scattered all over the place. Souls waking up from nightmares are always unable to sleep peacefully anymore. At this moment, at two o'clock in the morning, the wind is raging, and the ghosts are at their extreme. The night outside the window was gleaming, and the howling wind "whipped" everything in the night for a long time, reverberating in the valley like a ghost, the doors and windows creaked...This night, I was destined to lose sleep and listen to the ghostly wind and loneliness outside the window. Associate. The gloomy wind outside the window tore the night, making people uneasy, as the same electric current stimulated my mind to be especially clear. In such a violent air, my heart was ups and downs, as if it was also torn apart, and it was easy to be sentimental for many things at first. I suddenly thought of yesterday, of those flying times, of us without any emotion, of us who were young and lingering in the sun yesterday,

   Those years are like a short film showing quickly before my eyes. There are always some memories of youth, either warm or bitter, which will be unforgettable in the experience. In those years, we had nothing but youth and a young heart under a tender cheek. At that time, we could still be called naively as children, with bright smiles and clear eyes, as well as pure friendship and love, carefree to swagger through the campus, once thought that we could always be straightforward and innocent like this Go down. We ran and rushed under the sunset, and the dusk stretched our shadows; we quarreled with others, but because of the humiliation of a word, we couldn’t choose to swallow; we don’t care about everything, we love bravely and laugh hard on days without troubles , Real without any pretentiousness; accompanied by the fragrance of blooming wild chrysanthemums, we quietly looked at the sky in a daze... But now, those times are blown away by the wind, and through changes in personnel, everything fades away with the annual ring, classmates Friends are scattered all over the world. The years of youth are gone forever, only the nostalgia that pervades us is safe and sound, our hearts are quietly making waves, but we behave calmly, no longer letting ourselves cry and cry like yesterday, just thinking Let yourself be happy...

   Youth is long, life is like a dream, since we can all live happiness, there is no need to look back frequently. However, we still can't help but fall in love with those old times, as well as the beautiful past in the fleeting years. In the blink of a finger, ten or twenty years of time are in front of our eyes as if a gust of wind drifts gently or swiftly, but we are completely unaware of it. Only time has carved the traces of the years on our bodies, together with those that no longer exist. Long youth is scattered in the vast night. After all, we have become mature, no longer naive, will not indulge ourselves in a bright sunny day laughing, let alone indulge ourselves in the free air noisy and noisy. Today, it is like a dream, we are still too nostalgic for the youth of that year in a hurry.

   Now, I can only hide in the bottom of my heart and miss it alone. I have faded my childishness, washed away the lead, and lost the youthfulness and fearlessness of yesterday. We are all struggling to run toward the direction of survival tomorrow, without the carelessness of yesterday, for the ideals in our hearts, or throwing away the ideals simply for the betterment of life, or deviating from our original intentions and becoming people we hate Everything is just forced by life, let yourself grow old slowly in the silent time tunnel.

   Floating life is like a dream, just like a world away. The former classmates and former friends are far away from us. Without contact, all the friendship gradually faded. I had no choice but to strand it in a small corner of my heart. A kind of loneliness awakening, which can't be let go for a long time. We know each other, we graduate, we are scattered on both ends of the world, for tomorrow, for life, we are struggling with our own future, bearing our own loneliness, or taking the postgraduate entrance examination and postgraduate examination to continue further studies, or becoming the people’s teacher, or becoming an administrator, Or become the boss in business, each busy with their own business, we can only bless each other silently in our hearts, nothing else. The end of the world is endless, we are all on strange roads after all, and we may only be reunited when we wait for each other's wedding banquet. When I met again, I no longer laughed and talked like it was in the past. It was a little more mature and stable, and a little stranger in my heart. Many times, we learned to swallow our anger, act respectfully, and then laugh against our will. Those unscrupulous, melancholy, happy, and green old times are gone forever.

   Youth turned into a dust, and it was buried in this way, buried in a corner that the world rarely touches. Times have changed, and we no longer have the tenacity and perseverance of the past. The days that were self-righteous and sunny were all disintegrated by life. Even if the work is unsatisfactory and deviates from the direction of one's ideals, there is no courage to just leave. All unwillingness, all frustration, sway in the wind, lonely in the night. In the blink of an eye, we are going to summer. We temporarily regard work as our home to avoid loneliness, and occasionally look through the old photos of us together in those years, when youth is still there, we laugh and cry wantonly, watching the time I would feel extremely happy when I left, always thinking that it would be forever. Those once beautiful things make people feel so nostalgic, so nostalgic that there is a faint smile on his face without knowing it. At this moment, there was a bit of bitterness and helplessness in my heart inexplicably. Marriage, career, and responsibility do not allow us to think back to yesterday. Some people become more unfamiliar as they look at it, and some things become more sad as they think about it. Spring goes by and autumn comes, year after year, years are passing, the journey we have taken, either failure or success, we are all growing, the song ends, and it is like a dream, we all go to each other with the time after all Scattered all over the world. The night is young, the sky is still unknown.

  I came back to my senses, it turns out that the youth is long and long does not belong to us; the floating life is like a dream, and we have been vividly interpreted. The night is still the same, and the ghostly wind outside the window continues to whistle, adding to my messy mood at this time...

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CoSmile

The traveler’s road has no end, only the most beautiful scenery

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