说起青春,人们会听到初春时的雨声。的确,在青春年少的日,连下雨也是诗意的。青春,就像受赞美的春天。可若没有春的播种,就不会有夏的长和秋的收获。人世间,没有比青春再宝贵的事物,也没有比青更容易消逝的东西。即使我们无法让青春不留遗憾,至少也要在青春里活得心安。 Speaking of youth, people hear the rain of early spring. Indeed, it is poetic to rain even during the young days. Youth, like the praise of spring. If there is no spring planting, there will be no summer harvest and autumn. There are no more precious things in youth than in youth, and there is nothing more easily faded than youth. Even if we can not let our youth regret, we must at least have peace of mind in our youth.