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I used to think that I had already understood a lot of things between the years, the years flowed through my fingertips, from the cry of a baby to a toddler, to from being able to understand the world ignorantly, and began to read aloud a model essay in class, when the teacher took out two words "cherish" to explain in class, I thought I understood, for example, the expensive watch given by my mother, the exquisite makeup mirror, these should be carefully collected into the cupboard to cherish things, right?

But every time I cross the vast sea of people, the people who pass by are mediocre and hurried, and they never stop for anyone, right? Every time, we almost wrinkled our noses and hurried past the beggars under the overpass with disgusted expressions, their clothes were ragged, and they let others trample on their backs, and they threw their dignity on the basin as a piece of resounding coins, nodding their heads without gratitude, and scanning the people in suits and leather shoes with numb eyes like walking corpses. Even dignity is sold.

But one day I saw him, and took the begging money in exchange for fragrant bread, but tore half a piece of bread and fed it to the stray dogs who were also abandoned.

I once saw a report that a real incident happened in Taiwan, when a high-rise building was ignited into a hell of fireworks, a pregnant mother was trapped in the building, and when anyone thought that they could not find a complete life inside, the mother's body was lifted out of the charcoal black stiff limbs, but people were surprised to find that the mother's womb, the child survived safely. It's almost hard to imagine how much force it takes to protect a young, somewhat innocent life from the flames. Seeing this, I was silent, cherish, it turns out that I also need the courage to defend everything, cherish, that is, tenaciously let a life breathe the beautiful air of the world, cherish, it can be so great.

I had an epiphany, it turned out that I didn't understand, cherishing the original is not limited to a small item, cherishing can also be a gratitude for life, can be the care of small animals, cherishing the feelings of every relative, cherishing the feeling of stepping on a solid road now, cherishing the feeling of looking up at the blue sky and starry sky, cherishing every insignificant little thing, the snow and frost on the parents' sideburns, every smile that a friend pouts, three thousand worlds, a scoop of weak water, I should cherish it, I understand, really.

Youth is like a beautiful picture, like a shadow like the wind; Youth is like a beautiful article, poetic; Youth is like a rainy season, and we are the most beautiful scenery in the rain.

6 7——— inscription.

As I got older, I didn't understand many things.

I don't understand why I like to walk alone on the narrow sidewalks on both sides of the road, and there are tall and thin trees planted on the sidewalks, maybe I'm nostalgic for the place I've been for 12 years, or maybe I'm nostalgic for the cherry blossom avenue, or maybe I like that kind of street because I'm lonely, to be honest, I really don't understand.

I don't understand why I like to wander the streets with a small umbrella on a rainy day. I guess that's because I like the faint smell of earth in the rain! Maybe the gloomy sky was very close to my state of mind!

Or maybe I've had too many good memories on rainy days! Seriously, I don't understand.

I don't understand why I don't like "martial arts" anymore, but I almost fall madly in love with "Detective**" and soak in Conan Doyle's stories all day long, or I am addicted to Hitchcock's **. Maybe it's because I've watched too much martial arts, I'm tired of it, and I want to change something fresh, or maybe the logic of martial arts is not strong or it's not as logical as detectives! I really don't understand.

I don't understand why I fell in love with something like Peking Opera that is old-fashioned in the eyes of others. Maybe the "rhyme" and "god" of Peking Opera attracted me, or maybe I just like the content of Peking Opera, and the characters in it are just quiet brothers! I don't understand!

I still don't understand why I like to talk to myself, maybe I don't have friends, maybe I don't have the object to talk to, maybe I think I'm the object of talking, my friends maybe there are other things, I just don't understand!

I don't understand, I really don't understand? Maybe! Or maybe I already understood, it's just that I just don't want to say it!

Some are what I think I understand, though. It turns out that I don't understand anything!

But maybe liking doesn't need a reason, doesn't it?

Turns out I didn't understand.

It turned out that I didn't understand, I didn't understand anything. I thought I knew what life was, but it turned out that I regarded life as a habit; I thought I understood what youth was, but it turned out that I regarded youth as a process; I thought I understood mother's love, but it turned out that I regarded mother's love as a kind of dependence.

Each of us lives in our own or other people's plans, following them immutablely, and no one wants to change, so we silently follow, carry on, and accept them lightly. I've always eaten, slept, and studied as life, and now, I know that what I always thought of as life was just something we have been following. I think life is actually just a habit, real life, in fact, I don't understand, life, should be calm, can be changed, change with yourself, we are in charge of life, not life dominates us.

Youth is as colorful as fireworks, like roses with countless thorns, and even as clear as spring water. When we went to junior high school, we entered the world of youth, which was full of curiosity and confusion. In junior high school, we were exposed to new people and new things.

Slowly became disobedient and had his own thoughts, but after all, he was a half-grown child, and some things and some people couldn't tell the difference. Youth is beautiful, and we begin to pay attention to how we look, how we speak, and even what we wear. Comparison, rebellion and a series of things that we didn't think we would have before began to appear in ourselves, I always thought that such youth is youth, and now, I understand, youth is spent in the sea of books, such youth, is youth.

Mother is the softest place in everyone's heart, and mother is everyone's dependence. I always thought that mother's love was meticulous care and warm laughter, but I didn't know that mother's love could also be ignored and not cared about. She is just loving us in another way, in a way that we can't accept, she has her way, and we have our way, we can only choose to accept it in the end, knowing that it is love, but we can't believe it.

Mother's love, I thought it was a kind of dependence, but I didn't know that mother's love is the whole of a person, mother's love, not dependence, is the softness of your heart.

It turns out that I don't understand, I don't understand anything, it turns out that I don't understand, but, I understand everything.