Who understands youth when they are young?

Who understands youth when we are young?

Who understands youth when we are young? When we are young, we are full of vitality. We turn around and dunk gracefully, fly across freely, squander our energy to our heart's content, we sway our sweat wantonly, and squander our youth. In a blink of an eye, our youth is gone. Who knows youth when we are young? Who understands youth when we are young 1

Listening to Mayday's "Stubborn" always makes me feel inexplicably moved. I always think of those days that passed by, those youthful days with a bitter taste, and I always miss the rain and the rain of that year. People, everything that year...

I always feel that the title page of youth should be filled with arrogance, rebellion, laughter and tears. We can ignore it, even if it makes many people dissatisfied; we can laugh loudly when we are happy, and we can cry loudly when we are sad; we should let go and chase the things we like; we can spit on some hateful people loudly, and we can also hold someone by the hand. hand, walking side by side for a long, long path...

In fact, in those young and frivolous days, some of the things we did were too stupid, stubbornly insisting on some impossible things, stubborn stubbornly clinging to some frivolous promises, stubbornly being too good to some people and surprisingly bad to others, stubbornly loving someone who doesn’t change his love, hating an unhateable thing, stubbornly shedding tears but stupidly Choose to get hurt again and again...

Because we are young, that's all. And stubbornness always leaves us bruised and bruised in our youth.

But no matter what, what you have done is what you have done, whether you regret it, be sad, or miss it, the days after his death will eventually be sealed, abandoned in the corner of time, and slowly forgotten. Who said that youth is like a non-stop train, carrying us forward continuously, arriving at some stations we call "maturity" in the reincarnation of years, and then leaving some people behind and taking away others? Man, continue on its journey.

In the end, this train of youth only carried us for a short distance, and then we had to change trains and rush to other routes. Until one day, the teeth fall out, the hair turns white, the memory is blurred, and the feet can no longer move, then we will approach the final destination.

Even though we will inevitably be scratched by the sharp edges of youth, we still foolishly believe in hope and tomorrow, and still stubbornly put our hands together.

Too many touches always make me shed tears inadvertently. Maybe it’s like this: when I look at the people and things around me from a different angle, those so-called hurts Pain will seem so insignificant.

Even if time is flowing, some unforgettable memories will not condense into a pearl. In the twilight years of life, they will emit some deep and shallow light, reflecting long-lasting people, long-lasting things, and long-lasting memories. There are also those feelings that have fallen for a season, and the silly girl biting a lollipop and smiling silly at the end of the rainy and smoky path... So, I am very happy. After all, even if I am arrogant and hurt, there is still something. There are many things worthy of nostalgia and recollection. I put down my pen, opened the window, and saw the sun shining in, making it feel warm on my face. Who understands youth when we are young 2

Walking into the gate of youth seems to happen overnight, and then I indulge in it without knowing the length of time. When I am about to walk out of the gate, I am so reluctant to leave. , I wish I could start over again. I saw articles praising youth, praising youth, expressing feelings about the short-lived youth, wishing to stay in youth, and many, many more... I don’t know how many texts and essays about youth I have read. , poems about youth, essays about youth, youth is endless, like the tide of the sea. I always feel that that kind of warmth can flow deep into my heart, but I often feel that my desire for youth and beauty has never been obtained. As I walk, I look back and it seems that my youth is passing away, and sometimes I can’t get it right away. I feel it, and sometimes I suddenly realize that this is youth.

The reason why youth is dazzling and moving is that it burns itself and illuminates others. Sunlight can be so bright and warm. Watching the colorful flags fluttering and looking at these people with bright smiles and firm eyes - railway workers, I am moved beyond words. I deeply feel that youth can be without regrets and shakes. Youth has never had its boundaries, and it itself is a very cold boundary. It means a kind of pure beauty, regardless of sadness and happiness, in the past, present, or future. It has always been there...

Looking back at history, standing at the intersection of history and looking at it again, I have mixed feelings. In the course of eighty years of wind, frost, rain and snow, how many stalwart bodies have turned into solemn monuments; how many wise souls have turned into bright stars; the ups and downs of the eighty years have composed a generation. The heroic song of the youth of this generation; the eighty-year ups and downs record the brilliance one after another. Maybe it feels far away, but it lets us walk into the history of railway development and the debt-operated Guangmei Shantou Company. Look, the ups and downs the company has gone through and the arduous road it has taken are a bit bitter and a bit proud. In the wave of reform and entrepreneurship, our heroic railway brothers and sisters, our proud maintenance personnel, share the same breath and share the same destiny. In the past, under the impeachment of the market economy and in an unsatisfactory environment, they worked diligently and anonymously to "create quality and ensure safety." Turn youth into the company's take-off and condense it into the glory of aircraft maintenance. Today, proudly, the older generation of workers are going strong and strong, embarking on a new long march to make new achievements for locomotive maintenance and railways. The younger generation is also the backbone and has a long way to go.

They also bow their heads and act as "cows" in order to "create quality and ensure safety"; to be the "cows" of the people; to be the "Confucian cattle" as Mr. Lu Xun said . There is a saying: "The train runs fast because of the headband." I also remember that in the summer days when we were fighting high temperatures and scorching heat, "Fighting high temperatures and fighting scorching heat" is a slogan that people are familiar with, and it is also a slogan for inspection workers. A vivid portrayal of the scorching heat above your head, sweating profusely, and selfless struggle. Due to busy transportation, all locomotive systems are operating at full capacity. "High temperature diseases" often occur, and the number of random locomotive failures is relatively increased. The maintenance personnel ignore the sultry weather, quickly diagnose and cure the disease, and ensure the supply of machine power. The work was very difficult to carry out, but they always used their brains and thought of ways without any regrets, and unified their thoughts and actions. In the spirit of a high degree of responsibility and selfless dedication, we made full use of the rest time on Saturdays and Sundays to work overtime to repair the locomotives. We sacrificed ourselves and the overall situation, regardless of personal gains and losses, and sacrificed time for rest and entertainment. In the hot warehouse, the rumbling Busy traffic amidst the sound of machines; on such a hot day, as soon as I entered the driver's cab, I felt a wave of heat hit my face. Wearing work clothes and safety helmets, they endured the "baking" test of nearly a hundred degrees of heat in a small, dark, and sultry power room that was as hot as a "steamer." They were all sweating profusely and soaked to the skin. One hour, two hours... Regardless of the sweat and oil on their faces, they skillfully wielded tools to inspect and repair the diesel engine, sweating and fighting the high temperature without complaint, "protecting" the locomotive.

Yesterday, it was youth that outlined the grand blueprint; today, it is youth that weaves a new landscape. The ancients said: Use history as a mirror to be wise. Look back at the past and look forward to the future. Let’s look at the contemporary railway workers. They have the same youthful years and passionate youths. There are no heroic words to describe them, and there are no hymns to sing about them. When you are still intoxicated in the joy of the festival; when you are still intoxicated in the colorful fireworks. You see, those who brave the cold wind and the scorching sun and work silently; those who forget about food and sleep and stick to their posts; they have achieved results and style in their posts. With all his talents and youth, he won the victory of mechanism reform and the fruits of institutional innovation, creating benefits for the company that was heavily in debt; adding luster to the arduous railway industry; and in a place full of the sweat and footprints of the predecessors. , burn yourself, dedicate your youth and sweat.