(1) Flowers bloom silently and fall silently. This is a state of mind.

Flowers bloom and fall, but they appear for a brief moment, and their youthfulness finally returns to peace.

As spring goes and autumn comes, the fallen flowers are in full bloom, but I'm afraid things have changed and people have changed, and the flowers have withered and the leaves are gone.

But my heart has long since stopped, after all, I have enjoyed the blooming of flowers.

Who would have known that there had been so much competition?

The same is true for youth.

Use the time it takes a flower to bloom to interpret life.

To appreciate an unforgettable splendor.

It's like a devout believer standing on the holy land of Jerusalem, enjoying life and fighting for life without any distractions.

Listen carefully, whose youth is singing softly again?

(2) The unparalleled splendor is shattered in the azure glory of later dynasties.

The splendid hall is only intoxicated by the subtle fragrance of the flowing charm.

The lingering flowers in the backyard sing about the end of the mortal world.

With a bitter smile, it was King Wu Fu Chai who fell into the trap.

Taking youth as a bet, shouldering a heavy burden, and embarking on an unknown journey.

Tears that cannot be turned away will swim all spring and autumn.

The lonely cloud smoke sighed sadly.

The collapse of a dynasty was only intoxicated by the beauty of the temples.

Today, thousands of years later, people open the book and quietly pass through all the years, looking at Xi Shi who once looked like a flower like the moon, and use the blooming years to interpret the firm belief that Yue will destroy Wu.

It turns out that youth has already opened up endless chapters in the dark, which are thought-provoking... (3) Krakujevaci, a small town growing behind the tombs.

When the weathered history is picked up again, the roars of men and the cries of women have already resounded through the sky.

The Nazis brutally and brutally massacred every corner of this small town.

The setting sun panicked and retreated in loneliness.

One green grave after another spreads over this gentle town like flowers.

Behind that, all fresh and young life persists and blooms.

Facing the ruthless gun, they were still confident, still fearless, and still protested loudly: "No!" In the air condensed with tears and laughter, they shouted: "Teach the last lesson for the children!

"Yes, they went after all.

The bloody and brutal Nazis broke the tranquility of this small town, and then transformed it into another Auschwitz with frenzy and impatience.

People cried and mourned, but they never regretted it.

Because their unyielding and patriotic enthusiasm have already been in full swing in the young Utopia.

Please believe that justice is the most beautiful thing in the world.

(4) Life is a delicate flower, and youth is the moment when the flower blooms.

Only at that moment will the flower bloom with fragrance and beauty.

As someone once said: "Bitter youth is still youth, and tearful laughter is still laughter.