puberty

You raise your eyes and stare, curling your lips

Childish yet ferocious, with teeth and claws showing

Contempt, confusion, impulsiveness, anger, all kinds of emotions openly mixed together

No one understands your inexplicable

Hate so much, think so little

Once clean eyes

The innocent smile of the past

All dissipated in amazement in the roundabout way of endocrinology

You are self-righteous and unreasonable

Talking nonsense and acting cool and coquettish

Sensitive, irritable, repetitive, sad, crying and laughing all at the same time

It’s inexplicable that no one feels sorry for you

Dreaming of racing against time, not afraid of falling

Who took the red dynamite of growth?

Who has crossed the Naihe Bridge of youth?

I'll accompany you on Yangguan Road

We’ll see!