Youth is like early spring, like the morning sun, like the sprouting of hundreds of flowers, like the new hair of a sharp knife, it is the most precious period in life. Young people are like fresh and lively cells in the society. —Chen Duxiu

I don't know if it's because of staying with young people for a long time, or because I'm drifting away from my youth. During this period of time, "youth" flashed in my mind from time to time. After thinking about it, I was in my thirties and I was not in a situation where I was grateful for "life", but I faced a group of young people every day. Being self-identified, I seem to be old invisibly, and I feel more and more that "youth" is so precious to me, so worthy of nostalgia, and so worth remembering.

In his twenties, youthful, inexperienced, fearless. Stepping from a simple school to a complex society, from relying on parents to living independently, I have no worries, no way to think too much, I can only rush forward blindly, facing the vast crowd, occasionally feel that the future is uncertain, so I still keep going to interviews, It doesn't matter if you fail. With the idea of ​​not keeping people here, you have a place where you can keep people. After N times of interviews, you finally signed a satisfactory unit.

Youth, like the morning sun, just joined the work, I am full of fresh cells, tireless, full of interest in everything around me, and seem ignorant. At that time, I humbly asked my senior brothers and sisters for advice, never picky and picky in work, not afraid of hardships or dirty, and successfully passed my "apprentice" career. It was at this stage that my skills were increasing, Accumulating and enriching experience, I have made sufficient reserves for my career to take off, and I am deeply recognized by my colleagues around me. One year later, I met my current husband through the introduction of my colleagues, which can be described as a double harvest in love and career.

Years always inadvertently take away the companionship that belongs to us. With the change of my husband's job, I reluctantly bid farewell to the colleagues who shared weal and woe. Sadness and concern can only be kept in the bottom of my heart. The change of work brought me new challenges again, and the tempering again urged me to grow faster. Looking back on the hard work when I first entered the society, it happened to be the golden period for me to sharpen my character and sharpen my mind. It is worth cherishing and reminiscing in my life.

Time is a ruthless knife, carving fine wrinkles on my face, no matter how much I don't want to, I have to face reality, my youth has quietly passed away. Life is pretty good, and life is very fulfilling. I am grateful for the years back then, those people back then, and even more grateful for my contribution back then, which made me who I am today—self-satisfied. Looking around, a group of juniors and juniors who are working hard, seem to see me in those days, the youthful years that are worth nostalgic for.

Years are wandering, and youth seems to be out of reach for me. With the superimposition of age and the increase of carrying capacity, my heart will become more and more nostalgic. In the complicated memory, many past events have been buried by time. Only The original memory of youth will always flash out from time to time, releasing a touch of purity.