On the same day under the blue sky, we each dreamed of our own and described our own stories. “The story is poisonous, eat more garlic, and disinfect.”
Ke Ke, who came to this after the Ninth Five-Year, heard about it. As a “post-nine-five”, I feel deeply.
I appreciate the wise and unconventional Ke Ke, admire the courage of Zeyu, feel the strength of Yingying, the pity of the giant baby full of tragedy, and the Su Yue who dare to say. The fate of “Five-headed Garlic” is entangled between them. The five-headed garlic that has died in “Five-headed Garlic” is waiting for the arrival of dusk and dawn.
As a “Ninth Five-Year”, I also face the senior high school entrance examination. How can I not be moved by the “feats” of the “Five-headed Garlic”?
When the wind of youth passed, the miracle of the “Five-headed Garlic” was resurrected, and they found the key to the door to youth. And I have the same “dreams” as they do, but I don’t have the confidence to turn it into reality. Not to mention rebelling. My confidence has long been annihilated in the pressure of my life and study. When the wind of youth passes, the dream of “Five-headed Garlic” is a bit more colorful and a few times brighter. And my dream, besides black and white, comes from the colorful and bright. My youth should also have the right to color. Just as Ke Ke said, “I have the right to anger” is the same. However, the invisible power has long been sealed up, and we have forbidden our right to enjoy, and we cannot touch it.
The fate of the giant baby is a tragedy, but the result is a comedy. Maybe the leaves will fall, and there will be an earth-shattering sound. As a “five-headed garlic”, he woke up before the “burial ceremony.” However, when do I wake up? May I wake up? In the face of the “Ninth Five-Year Sutra”, facing life, facing the senior high school entrance examination, my thoughts in this moment of the moment, the moment of breaking through, will be wiped out.
When the wind of youth passes, I can only sigh and laugh, because youth belongs to me, it is good, it is bad, it is placed there, can not take away, can not lose, but is counting down. Youth is limited, not to be missed. Moreover, there is nothing wrong with learning, and dreaming will not affect progression. My awakening, in the moment, in the next second. Regardless of the outcome, our youth should never have regrets. Rebellion, my dream may become the “sixth garlic.”
“The story is something, not afraid, eat more garlic, disinfection”
“In the latter half of the night, it is also the beginning of the next day. I want to understand one thing: we are indeed garlic, with our own strong immunity, the world is endlessly swaying today and in the future.
From then on, every morning and evening, I waited patiently for the resurrection of the five-headed garlic.
When the wind of youth passes, rebel, six garlic!
