the memory of youth

There are lots of memories in the life.

It's hard to name each episode and put them into the category because they all hide themself in the furthest place and never wake up till been called to remembrance.

A movie let me recall some days in the past, which is called as youth. ..

The pure and clean eyes, the natural smile, the beautiful face, the neat figure, the unsophisticated mind and the simple life. The sky is so blue, the sea is so limpid, white skirts swing in the green trees. Even now I can chose what I want to do, I can go where I want to go and I can decide my life, but 17 years old is far from me-----

The pure, passionate, sentimental but energetic youth.