Just like this sentence, "dreams, like classics, will never fade with time, but are more precious." People who have not experienced it will not understand. Look at the following article and see if you can understand it.

Youth is not a public welfare lottery, a free bus, a public welfare speech that comes and goes whenever you want. Everyone who has experienced or is experiencing her will leave a scar on her body more or less, and she will pay homage with sweat or tears. Disappointingly, after she left, she really won't look back and never come back, but you have no courage, no strength, no madness and no pursuit.

Time goes back to the past, back to our youth. Just like in the movie, those scenes of laughing and cursing vaguely have the shadow of you and me. Who can deny the desire of 15-and 16-year-olds to riot, who can deny the arrogance of youth and frivolous, who can deny the pure feelings of women who are extremely vulgar in your eyes now, and who can deny sleepless or sleepless nights?

At that time, we could only wear uniforms, but we didn't want to draw patterns on the back of uniforms, just to let someone notice you when we walked through the crowd.

At that time, we will all have someone who will make you cringe in front of her, even if you are the captain of the debate team.

There will always be someone who will make you play handsome on the court for her, and then pretend to walk past her as if nothing had happened and pose a cool posture.

There will always be someone who will make you start learning guitar and romantic songs for her, and then sing them to her in countless fantasies, but never have the courage to move forward.

There will always be someone who will make you like falling leaves on rainy days, write a person's name in your diary countless times, and start an endless secret love road.

How many years have passed, no matter who that girl is with now, no matter whose name is Xiaoyu Xiao Fang or Xiaohong, no matter how well that girl is, in short, she is not the person you are with now.

So, you lost, completely lost.

Who did you secretly call at the concert?

I kept the ticket stub of the movie. I can't remember the movie plot on it, but I still wrote the name at that time.

You have a thousand choices for someone's birthday present, but when you see her boyfriend, you throw it into the trash can in a rage.

On graduation day, who do you want to take a photo with, but you don't have the courage to say it after all.

This is the bright and sad secret love in youth. Knowing that there is no result in giving, I am still full of anxiety, hope, caution and timidity, but I still continue my whole youth with great determination. So that when I think about it today, I will scold myself at that time, silly-= forced.

Just like the metaphor in life, whether the dreams that have been pursued are still far away.

Just like in movies, people who want to be Jackson become hairdressers, and people who want to be Li Chunbo become wedding hosts. The school flower that fascinated everyone at the beginning was kept like this.

Fate, the steamed stuffed bun, which was laughed at by everyone at the beginning, finally won the beauty. This is the reality, so cold that dreams are smashed to pieces.

It's like, do you remember the chords and spins plucked when you were a child?

It's like, will you pick up the dusty basketball under the bed and talk about bullfighting proudly?

This is like, will your hand holding a brush tremble inexplicably, but you can't draw a beautiful totem?

It's like, your fingers brushed on the keys, but you didn't dare to press them hard.

The current efforts are only for bragging when I was a child.

So, stop rehearsing your vows and go to her boldly. There is no scene of roaring sad love songs in heavy rain, but there is no one who stops for you in youth.

So, don't brush out 3 pairs and 4 pairs at 2k 1 1, pick up the basketball and walk to the court. Even if your beer belly doesn't allow you to jump, even if your myopia has made you unable to see the basket clearly, even if you are humiliated, you should hold your head high and say there is a bullfight.

So, don't wait for a woman who snores louder than you to fall asleep next to you to remember your original love.

So, don't wait until others are holding an offer to remember your past depravity.

So, don't wait until my brother drives a BMW and lives in a mansion to remember that we also started from a starting line.

So, don't wait for Happy Grandpa to join Happy Boys.

So, don't wait until it's all over to remember the beginning.

So, don't wait until the last bus leaves to remember to go home.

So, don't wait until you are weak to remember to give everything.

Not everyone will be as lucky as Xiao Dabao and Wang Xiaoshuai. They can put everything down and start over for their dreams. Too many fetters, too many responsibilities, I can't help myself. "Did your original wish come true? Do you have to pay homage now? " I will always ask myself. Perhaps, there will be starving children, rising house prices, elderly parents, sick bodies, laid-off workers, black-hearted money and inexplicable disasters. Life is not a movie, there is no answer in the camera.

So, when the song at the end of the film comes to mind, so many people will cry. Not because of the melody of the song, but because of the people who flash. The fat man on pins and needles is now selling barbecues, and the glasses that are together are now just a small clerk who eats instant noodles and works overtime. Dai Dage, who used to have unlimited scenery, is now drunk and bitter. Whose bed is the current beauty queen, and who does the current driver work for?

Perhaps, a few years later, when we are scattered around the world, we will all think of the people who struggled together ten or twenty years ago, and will they show the same smile as before.

Or maybe, a few years later, when we see someone we once knew in newspapers and TV, will we say in our hearts that I am much better than him?

However, this is only the beginning.

At the end of the film, the girl in her heart looks back in the pouring rain and immature roar.

However, I can't turn back.