The day before yesterday, at the top of LION Mountain, I took a picture of two young boys on the opposite peak, looking into the distance under the sunset.

Their silhouettes are slender, yet they give a strong impression, standing on a peak that is difficult to navigate, one that only the young can climb.

What I feel in this moment is not because they have already possessed something, but because they still have infinite possibilities.

So good!

The most beautiful age in life is probably like this:

Do not know the difficulties and dangers, yet dare to climb;
I don't know where the road leads, but I'm willing to go and see.
I don't know what tomorrow will be like, but I still believe it will be better.