“恰同学少年,书生意气,风华正茂,挥斥方道,指点江山,激扬文学,粪土当年万户侯……”读到这首诗,像个美丽的意外。它不是这个时代的产物,却描绘出每个时代的青春与热血,击中我的内心。谁的年轻不轻狂?总以为自己是天之骄子,横空出世,世界都应该为自己的光芒而让道。事实是,即便在很年轻的岁月,也有人天资聪颖,有人家境优越,可这并不是狂放自大的资本,在真正的人生赢家面前,这些天生自带的优越,根本就只是运气。有人拿了一手好牌,却过不好一个人生,有人天生没有好牌,却真真活出精彩。年轻,或许是一些资本,但低调却不消沉的意志,才能创造出属于自己的时代。我们常常自恃甚高,我们以为成功和幸福是生命中的唯一出路。在坎坷的道路上,我们埋怨上天不公、命运多舛、女人 “Just a school juvenile, scholarly ethos, prime, exasperated Fangdao, pointing Jiangshan, literature, dung then million households Hou ... ...” Read this poem, like a beautiful accident. It is not a product of this era, but depicts the youth and blood of each era, hitting my heart. Whose young are not frivolous? Always think they are the best of the day, turned out, the world should give their own light and give way. The fact is that even at a very young age, some people are clever and some are superior in family circumstances. But this is not a wild and arrogant capital. In the face of a true winner of life, these inherent superiority are simply luck. Someone took a good hand, but not a good life, someone born without a good card, but really exciting. Young, perhaps some capital, but low-key but not depressed will be able to create their own era. We often rely on very high, and we think that success and happiness are the only ways in our lives. On the rough road, we blame God for injustice and ill-fated women