Youth is like clouds in the sky

Teenage is fleeting, like clouds in the sky drifting away. Chung woke up from his nap, glancing at the clock to see it was nearly 2 pm. Absentmindedly, he gazed out the window, a smile gracing his face as he recalled the dream he had just experienced. In the dream, he found himself back in 12th grade, sharing laughter and snacks with friends, immersed in endless gossip. Beyond the window, the clear blue sky and the chirping of cicadas heralded the imminent arrival of summer. Time slips away swiftly, almost as if it were only yesterday. Memories of wearing the traditional ao dai to school still linger, yet now Chung is on the brink of his third year of university. The youthful countenance he once possessed has given way to a more mature visage, shaped by years of learning. Life unfolds, revealing that some things, once gone, cannot be reclaimed. Youth is akin to a downpour that one wishes to revel in once more; enveloped in the merriment of friends, dancing without regard for time. Chung wishes for his friends, integral parts of his youth, to always be healthy, happy, and prosperous on their chosen paths. To those feeling adrift, take solace in knowing that somewhere in the world, he stands ready to offer unwavering support and encouragement. Reach out when in need, and let's reunite this Tet holiday! The longing for everyone is profound.