To me it seems that youth is like spring, an over-praised season delightful if it happens to be a favored one, but in practice very rarely favored and more remarkable, as a general rule, for biting east winds than genial breezes.
在我看来，青春就像春天，一个被过分赞扬的季节，如果碰巧是一个受人喜爱的季节，那是令人愉快的，但实际上却很少受人喜爱，而且一般说来，它更引人注目的是刺骨的东风，而不是和煦的微风。