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当我站在青春的路口时，一条若隐若现的小路出现在我的面前，我仿佛听到了它的召唤。母亲阻拦我，恳求地说：“这是一条艰难的路，走不得。”
我不相信。
“我就是从那条路走来的，你还不信吗？”
“你都可以走过来，我为什么不能？”
“我不想让你走这样一条曲折的路。”
“但我喜欢亲身体验，我不怕。”
母亲用心疼的眼神看了看我，叹息道：“好吧，你这个孩子真倔强。既然你坚持，那就去吧。这条路艰难坎坷，一路保重。”
当踏上旅途时，我发现母亲是对的。这条路坎坷曲折。尽管有时会走进死胡同，有时会转错弯，有时会摔倒，甚至跌得头破血流，但我仍坚持走下去，最终走了过来。
我坐下来让自己的呼吸恢复平静。这时，我看到一个非常年轻的女孩站在我曾经站过的地方，准备出发。我不由得喊了出来：“那条路走不得。”但她不信。
“我和我母亲都走过这条路。”
“既然你们都走过了，我为什么不能呢？”
“我不愿意让你走同样的弯路。”“
但我不介意。”
我看了看她，又回头看看自己，笑着说：“那一路保重。”
我非常感激她，因为她让我想起自己已不再年轻。我现在也扮演着过来人的角色，也在告诫年轻人什么能做，什么不能做。
在每个人的生命旅途中都有一条非走不可的弯路，那就是青春的弯路。没有跌倒、碰壁，或摔得头破血流，一个人又怎能长大，又怎能变得像钢铁般坚强呢？
When I arrive and stand at the turning to Youth a small path comes into view off and on as if beckoning me.Mother steps in my way pleading，“Don’t take the path.It’s formidable.”
I don’t believe.
“I’ve traversed it.No reason not to believe me.”
“Since you’ve passed it，why can’t I？”
“I don’t want you to go such a tortuous way.”
“But I like the experience.I’m not afraid.”
Mother looks at me sadly and sighs，“All right.Go if you insist，you stubborn child.The path is rough going.Do take care all the way.”
When I’m on my way I find mother’s right.The road is rough and tortuous.Sometimes I come to a dead end，sometimes I take a wrong turn，I tumble or even fall headlong and have my head covered with bumps and bruises.Still I keep on going and eventually I pass it.
I sit down to get my breath back.At this time I see a girl，very young，standing at the turning where I used to do and ready to go.I can’t help shouting，“No，you must not take that path.”But she shows distrust.
“My mother passed it，so did I.”
“As both of you’ve done so，why shouldn’t I？”
“I don’t want you to go the same tortuous way.”
“But I don’t mind.”
I look at her and look back at myself，smiling，“Then take good care all the way.”
I feel deeply grateful to her for she reminds me of my youth gone.I’m now a has-been that can tell what to do or not to.I’ve already played such a role，with the obsession of advising against doing the same thing one did before，On one"s life’s journey there’s a path one has to take the tortuous path of Youth.Without stumbling，bumping，or even being badly battered，how can one grow and become as solid and strong as iron and steel？
