那年盛夏，壮志凌云的少年郎在蝉鸣中写下“彼方尚有荣光在”，鲜衣怒马，少年如画，他似立于光中，笑得灿烂，转身奔跑，奔向彼方……
That summer, the ambitious young man wrote in the chirping of cicadas, 'There is still glory on that side.' Dressed in fresh clothes and riding on horseback, the young man was as beautiful as a painting. He seemed to stand in the light, laughing brightly, turning around and running towards that side
青春该怎么形容？是灿烂盛大？是肆意张扬？不，似乎都没有，这样的形容是只存在于小说中的，我的青春没有那么热烈，它太平静了，像一方静潭，鲜少漾起涟漪。如果生活是部小说，我一定不是主角，毕竟我没有那强大的主角光环，生活起起浮浮，我在泥泞中挣扎向上爬，时而浮起时而落下。没有别人，只有自已己，连盛夏中的青春，有的也是题山题海，
How to describe youth? Is it brilliant and grand? Is it a reckless display? No, it doesn't seem to exist at all. This description only exists in novels. My youth is not so passionate, it's too calm, like a tranquil pool, rarely rippling. If life were a novel, I would definitely not be the protagonist, after all, I don't have that powerful protagonist aura. Life rises and falls, and I struggle to climb up in the mud, sometimes rising and sometimes falling. There is no one else, only oneself. Even in the midst of summer, some youth is like mountains and seas,出处 wWW.zuOWeNBa.nEt
进入青春期，随之面临的更重的学习负担，青春期所带来的一系列焦虑等，一时有阵恍惚面对自己，感到自身外在到内在，外貌到学习到性格，所有的一切都不足，我放弃挣扎了，任凭自己没在泥中，不停下沉，周围没有了人，太安静了，有一瞬强烈的求生欲望，伸长手，但没有人拉我。
Entering adolescence, I faced a heavier academic burden and a series of anxieties that came with it. For a moment, I felt lost in thought and faced myself, feeling that everything from the outside to the inside, from appearance to character, was insufficient. I gave up struggling and let myself sink into the mud, without anyone around me. It was too quiet, and for a moment, I had a strong desire to survive. I stretched my hand, but no one pulled me.
在即将被淹没的那刻，看到了一个白村衫的少年，踏光走来，他的衣角有泥，步伐坚定勇敢，他靠近我，拉住我伸长的手，一时间，场景似乎在变换，是晚霞，是花海，有微风，有蝉鸣，我好像脱离了泥潭，周遭却仍蒙了层薄雾，我迷失方向，看不清未来看不清远方。少年拉住我的手，在掌心写下“彼方尚有荣光在”，我听见他笑得灿烂，奔向光的彼方。
At the moment when I was about to be submerged, I saw a young man in a white village shirt walking towards me. His clothes had mud on the corners, and his steps were firm and brave. He approached me and held my outstretched hand. For a moment, the scene seemed to change. It was sunset, a sea of flowers, a gentle breeze, and cicadas chirping. I seemed to have escaped from the mud, but there was still a thin mist around me. I lost my direction and couldn't see the future or the distance clearly. The boy took my hand and wrote in his palm, 'There is still glory on that side.' I heard him laughing brightly and rushing towards the other side of the light.
我垂眼默念，反反复复，望向他远去的背影，好像找到了青春里的光，我拍开衣角的泥渍，快步追随少年，奔向遥远的彼方。
I lowered my eyes and silently recited, repeatedly looking at his departing figure, as if I had found the light of youth. I brushed off the mud stains on my clothes and quickly followed the boy towards the distant place.
好像因为是你，有人爱上了一起走过有些泥泞的小路，爱上了那儿的风，那儿的雨，也有人因为你爱上了枯燥的数学题，疲倦的体育课，像是榜样和动力，让我有了向前跑的勇气，让我希望自己可以为你成为更好的人，你不是风月里悸动的坏事，你是远方，是目标，是我正追逐的光，让我愿意去追逐，去努力。就像是一只喜欢自由的鸟，遇见你后，它突然愿意停留。
It seems that because of you, someone has fallen in love with walking along muddy paths, falling in love with the wind and rain there, and also someone has fallen in love with boring math problems and tired physical education classes because of you. They are like role models and motivation, giving me the courage to run forward and making me hope to become a better person for you. You are not a bad thing pulsating in the wind and moon, you are a distant place, a goal, a light I am chasing, making me willing to pursue and work hard. Like a bird that loves freedom, when it meets you, it suddenly wants to stay.
或许少年不是太阳，他可以是月亮，是星星，是萤火虫，是蜡烛，他是带着光的，是我愿意为之努力的光。奔跑是因为前方有想追随的人，我追随他，希望有一天和他共同到达彼方，成为自己，也成为别人的光。少年终会如愿以偿，彼时，站在成长的尽头，回首过去，一路崎岖早已繁花盛开。
Perhaps a boy is not the sun, he can be the moon, the stars, the fireflies, the candles, he carries light, the light I am willing to work hard for. Running is because there is someone ahead who wants to follow, and I follow him, hoping to one day reach the other side with him, become myself, and also become a light for others. Youth will eventually achieve their dreams. At that time, standing at the end of their growth, looking back on the bumpy road, flowers have already bloomed.
我想，青春应该就是这样，平淡安静，降下苦难后，又派下一道光。“再见少年拉满弓，不惧岁月不惧风。”自此，青春肆意张扬，明媚灿烂。遇上悸动的光，我破除苦难，打破困境，成为青春的主角。
I think youth should be like this, plain and quiet, after suffering, it sends a ray of light. Goodbye, young man, full of bows, fearless of time and wind. From then on, youth was unrestrained, bright and brilliant. Encountering the pulsating light, I break through hardships, overcome difficulties, and become the protagonist of youth.
青春热烈盛大，充满苦难，仍未惧，就是这样的少年，这样的青春，不服输不惧怕的劲，横冲直撞，一头冲向磨难，奔向未来。
Youth is passionate and grand, full of hardships, yet fearless. This is the kind of youth, with an unyielding and fearless spirit, rushing towards hardships and the future.
我以一路的崎岖为青春的宣言，投笔写下梦想，让盛夏的纸飞机载它飞向远方。骄阳正好，风过林梢，满身轻狂不知收敛，肆意张扬着青春韶华，但这并不妨碍我继续随风逐光，彼时我们正年少。
I take the hardships of my journey as a declaration of youth, write down my dreams with my pen, and let the paper airplane of summer fly it far away. The scorching sun was just right, the wind was blowing through the treetops, and I was full of recklessness and did not know how to restrain myself, freely flaunting my youth. However, this did not prevent me from continuing to follow the wind and shine. At that time, we were young.