When time goes by,youth goes away too.We continue to grow up like small saplings grow into towering trees.But youth gradually away in our laughters and tears.
We never thought about cherishing the youthful, but we can not help to remembering the days we spent unbridled after years.
Even though she is a very hasty book, we should savor; even if she is a tree of no rings, we should let her never grow old.
When we are sensible and then we will know that youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind.
It is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees.
It is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, vigor of the emotions;
It is the freshness of the deep spring of life.
Youth is thriving vitality, is not devoid of hope, which is indomitable courage and the most brilliant colors of our life.
