Youth, in my eyes, is like a towering green hill. I want to keep climbing it. Life requires me to realize the enrichment of life and reach the peak of glory. I lost my childhood playmates, I gave up my childish games, and I will never be curious about a tree, a grass and a tree again. My mind is full of mathematical formulas, English words and chemical formulas. I regard them as my whole, and I always believe that they will bring me a bright future. Sometimes, I suddenly have an idea that it's just your youth and your life is wonderful. You should put on beautiful clothes and go shopping with your friends. You should sing your favorite songs in KTV. But I will never let this idea stay in my heart for too long. Youth is precious. I am old enough to do what I like. But when I put an end to the joy of this moment in my youth, I can't regret it. It is precisely because of the beauty of youth that I should cherish her more.
I grew up, and when I really stepped into the youth I longed for as a child, I found it so fragile. It is like a drop of water in the morning. If you are not careful, it will break. I have been carefully caring for this drop of water. I firmly believe that as long as I persist, it will become a precious pearl sooner or later. How precious it is, it witnessed my growth and transformation.
When I was a child, I liked Cinderella's story and even envied her meeting a magician. I have always believed that a magician will come to me one day and turn me into a beautiful princess. Finally, my magician came. He is a young man. Although he didn't turn me into a princess, he turned me into a sunny girl. It always accompanies me with sunshine, and it adds color to my life. His arrival made me smell the faint scent of lemon, which brought me success and joy. I don't expect him to stay with me all the time, I just want to have it all.
When we grow up, we have laughter and tears. We have more complicated thinking and stronger bodies. We will never give up, because we firmly believe that as long as we pay, we will succeed. In the sun, I open a bright smile, facing the blue sky and white clouds, exuding youthful vitality. I want to shout: "It's good to grow up!" " "
2. Write a composition of 500 words 1. Composition: Writing Youth
I use a colored pen on the paper on the ground.
Write youth to the fullest.
However, I don't know.
What are you like when you are young?
Do you look good when you smile?
Do you have nice teeth?
Do you have deep eyes?
all
I don't know
I can only ask around.
Ask the earth
The earth says that he has never seen youth.
Ask the river
The river says he hasn't reached youth yet.
I buried my head and thought.
What exactly is youth?
Why hasn't anyone seen it?
Your true colors
Put down the pen
I don't think I can write any more poems.
Because this poem
It's not poetry at all.
Describe youth
In the long river of life, we are always writing, writing wonderful youth, full of pride, writing a song belonging to our youth.
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In the music class, a real melody from students' hearts echoed over the campus. They are all vibrant melodies that touch people's hearts. Every student devotes his youth to his work.
In English class, standard English comes from the classroom. That voice belongs only to us teenagers. They are laying the foundation for their future and adding luster to their future.
In the composition class, Goethe's famous saying, "If a good friend wants to achieve his career, he should take advantage of his youth" jumped to the page. Young people are thinking about what their youth should look like. Have a feat, or unknown.
In chemistry class, a group of several people, some calculating and some preparing experimental equipment, are actively looking for their own "chemical reactions".
In math class, I think about inverse proportional function, my youth and where my quadrant is. In front of you? Is it far?
In the history class, I look back on the youth of the teenagers born after 50 s and 60 s, and think about my own youth. I feel a little lucky and feel lucky, so I cherish our beautiful years more.
Everyone has his own ideas, and everyone's youth is different, which requires us to write about youth and manage our own youth.
Staring at the willow shadow on the shore, I walked into the memory of youth. It used to be a world of green grass and flowers, but now it is covered with a layer of silver frost. Because for a 30-year-old, playing the string of youth may be a bit out of date.
But, after all, I have been stationed in this life station. Didn't you see those crooked footprints on the road? Listen to that simple flute tune, isn't it the inner call? What a persistent pursuit, what a naive fantasy, no falsehood and no sadness. And those vain and vanity are the footprints of my youth. This is the road I walked when I was defeated by the storm of the times. Yes, the youth I still remember is a painful era, an era in which fanaticism and loud slogans are intertwined. I have also studied hard at the cold window, always trying to get rid of the gifts given to our generation by the ten-year disaster-ignorant cloudy and childish dust and shallow mud. However, who can get rid of the air pollution of the times?
Thankfully, I am awake, and I understand life, which is the alternate weaving of sadness and happiness, and the constant translocation of courage and cowardice.
No failure and frustration, no pain and hesitation. Then how can I taste the pride of success and the joy of victory? How can we get rid of childish and shallow footprints? So I look forward, as if I saw a harvest season coming to us.
I never thought I would see them like this, with firm eyes and calm faces, which are in sharp contrast with them at ordinary times.
At this time, they are all dressed in pure white basketball uniforms, showing the flying youth to the world. Maybe a basketball game is nothing, but it shows us their earnest and persistent side.
Take the ball, break through and hit the drums of youth; Turn around, lie down and splash the spark of youth; Pass the ball, jump and sing the youth declaration; Defense and cooperation show the power of youth. Walking rhythmically, the left-handed basketball is like a smart and sensible puppy, closely following the footsteps of the players.
Suddenly, the pace of dribbling accelerated and trotted to the enemy's defense. Turn around, pass the ball and find the right time to send the basketball naturally.
The man who caught the basketball jumped up and threw it. Basketball drew a perfect arc in the air and jumped into the basket easily. The ball fell into calm water like a small stone, and the audience cheered at once.
It seems that the dignified air was suddenly broken and the whole body glowed. Incredibly, I seem to have discovered a new continent and looked at everything in front of me in surprise.
They don't do it on weekdays, deliberately annoy teachers and collectively boo them for not doing their homework seriously. At this moment, the face is shining with a serious light that has never been seen before, like a group of high school students who are too good but slightly rebellious.
In the sun, they even become strangers to me, and they have an extraordinary calm. A basketball game made me look at them in a new way-the basketball players in our class.
With open arms and embracing youth, they showed us the persistence of pursuing dreams after 90. On the muddy road, I cut through thorns and have dreams, knowing nothing but hardships.
The road of life is not smooth sailing, we have to jump into the mud and face the shower, not you. This reminds me of what Xi Murong said: Youth is a book that is too hasty.
However, youth is really too hasty. Looking back, everything is like a passing cloud. However, what I see now is an indelible page in that hasty book.
They are writing their own youth and regretless youth with struggle, hard work and hard work.
5. Youth diary, if you want to write a composition, lie quietly in bed, about 600 words, and say with a smile that "loneliness is also beautiful"; In the bookcase of memory, I saw the yellow diary of Chun Qing; Studying hard is the secret of laughter and tears.
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On weekdays, I like to keep a diary, record the ups and downs of life with words, and record the footprints of years. Now, when I open my youth diary, I see different scenery. Elegant and mysterious, because it is immortal-youth diary.
Diary of Youth Part I: Learning Tenses
You must be confused when you see this title. What is "learning tense"? This question will be revealed later.
The result of the final exam undoubtedly made me dizzy for several days-eighth in my class. On the internet, when someone asked me about my grades, I exaggerated four words: bad. I have no choice but to ask myself: people say that failure is the mother of success. Why did his son come to me after repeatedly failing to report? This doesn't make sense!
The conclusion after each exam is "almost", and the feeling after each exam is "there will be another time". Day after day, even I feel bored. However, it is reasonable that the results are not ideal. Where am I when others are immersed in their studies and study hard? Not only in the TV and computer, but also in all the fun that has nothing to do with learning. If you are willing to review, if you are willing to work hard, will it be because of Deputy Cora? Where is the oath?
In any case, failure has become a thing of the past, strengthen your faith and write down a few big words: past failure, present efforts, future success!
Diary of Youth Part II: Young people also have troubles.
I dare say that most children's youth is spent in joy, because youth is full of vitality and natural laughter is everywhere. However, there will always be some minor troubles, although they are trivial, but they will always be forgotten. Helpless! ╮(╯_╰)╭
"mom! I have pimples on my face again. It hurts! ! ! "This kind of voice will always appear at home soon. Alas! When it comes to young troubles, acne must be the first choice. As the ancients said, everyone loves beauty, not to mention that this person is still a girl. However, I believe that all the problems will be solved one day. Now, I don't even need facial cleanser, because my countermeasure is: let nature take its course!
What are we doing? What are we doing? I fell out with my best friend again. In Gulliver's Travels, Lilliputian country goes to war with Blefuscu. The war is caused by the difference between eating eggs at the big end and eating eggs at the small end. The reason why my friends and I broke up in a bad war was not as exaggerated as they said, but it was not a big deal. No, the next day I shouted "A hundred rivers are full of tolerance" and raised the white flag, and the two made up.
Although young people also have troubles, these troubles will always be diluted by time and laughter. I firmly believe that one day the title of my article will become: Young people without troubles!
Diary of Youth Part III: Friendship is better than eternity.
"No, here you are!"
"What?"
"Band-aid, aren't you a first-degree disability?"
"The somebody else not cut off his hand! Also' first-class disability'! Are you rich and have no place to spend? ! "
"You have nothing to spend after taking my money?"
"Oh, thank you."
A simple sentence really touched me for the first time. However, although I look very careful, I am a careless person. Within two days, the bag of band-aid became a poor and lost guy, and there is no doubt that I lost it. "Well, I'm sorry, I lost the band-aid ..." I thought he would be furious because I didn't cherish it, but he just said "nothing" gently. That night, he sent me home as usual. After going downstairs, he took out a pack of band-AIDS. Pale pink is like his delicate heart. I am deeply shocked. I tried to say something, but I swallowed it back. I said to him in my heart, "friend, I am very lucky to be able to walk with you in this life!" Even if the years pass, our friendship will last forever! "
Diaries of youth, stories of growing up, endless. Or confused and frustrated, or arrogant and crazy, or * * * and dreams, all grow wantonly in the windy season. In fact, youth itself is a diary, every page records the wonderful, and every page deduces the hope. Diary of Youth is exquisite and elegant, and mysterious because of sincerity. Diary of Youth is dull but extraordinary, light and eternal, long and profound. Open the diary of youth, leave traces of growth and record the secrets of laughter and tears.
6. How to write 400 words after reading Qin Yuan's Notes on Youth? During this time, I read a book called Short Story and Truth Boy Edition. Of course, there are boys' and girls' editions. I learned a lot of knowledge through this book. This book is divided into many chapters, self-confidence, tolerance, love, responsibility and optimism.
In Confidence, I learned that "where there is a will, there is a way." Courage is an important weapon for our success. Stepping on the ladder of courage, everyone can reach the other side of success! In Self-improvement, I learned that everyone is unique and irreplaceable. Self-confidence makes us more beautiful, even a tiny dust will bloom a gorgeous flower under the watering of the spring of self-confidence!
"Responsibility" impressed me the most. This makes me understand that life cannot be smooth sailing. The sky is clear above the dark clouds, and the sun is always behind the storm. Only those who are brave enough to be baptized by the storm can see the rainbow after the rain. I will certainly encounter some setbacks in my future study and life, but I will overcome it with confidence and courage.
There are many reasons in this book. After reading it, I not only learned a lot of knowledge, but also cultivated my reading ability. I will read some knowledgeable books in the future.
7. "Youth, I have been here" composition 600 words "Flower Full Path", what a beautiful title! Flowers are everywhere, which is worthy of people's nostalgia. What a memorable youth!
At first glance, I think it must be a youth novel with both joy and bitterness. But looking at the content, I feel more. Yes, the story here is really about youth, but it is the essence of many youth stories. I was fascinated by these stories, my hands kept turning and my eyes kept browsing until I turned to the last page, and I still felt unfinished.
However, one of the stories, indecision, touched me a lot. I read this story for the first time because a friend asked me, "Who would you choose, a friend or someone you like?" I didn't even know how to answer this question at that time. Sixth grade was too heavy for me. But I know I must choose my friends. There is no reason, and I can't think of any reason. But a passage in the story tells me that my choice is correct. "You made me understand what true friendship is, which is thousands of times heavier than superficial love." I like this sentence. It answered my friend for me. Friendship is more important. Indeed, friends are indispensable in everyone's life. When you are unhappy, friends will comfort you by your side; When you are happy, friends will accompany you to be happy and laugh together. True friendship, it is more than everything, true friendship, it does not ask for anything in return. Just like the end of the story: "She hugged me for a long time and tears flowed into my neck." This may be true friendship! Hurt each other, but can tie each other tightly.
Flowers are everywhere-just like a bright light, it illuminates my growth path, my hope for the future, and it is also a bright light of trust between me and my friends! "Flower Full Path" is a silent tutor who will grow with me!
8. Write a 650-word composition on the topic of writing.
Clouds write the color of sunshine on the horizon, branches write the image of the wind in the sky, and I write the prosperity of youth at my fingertips.
In the long river of history, Cao Gong said: "An old horse lurks and aims at a thousand miles. In the year of martyrs, go forward bravely. " To express their ambitions; Li Qingzhao said: "Looking for it is cold and clear, and it is sad. "Sigh this sad love; Su Dongpo said: "I hope people will last for a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful." Send my best wishes to my family. . It turns out that human beings have been writing.
By the third day, I think I will try my best to write. Maybe, my youth will be full of flowers!
This year's tedious life will inevitably be a bit boring. I run around all day, burn the midnight oil every night, and even take the eighteen bends of the mountain road. This kind of life will be annoying to everyone. It is precisely at this time that it is time for me to work hard, just like Madame Curie worked tirelessly for four years to refine asphalt, just like Helen Keller's three-day bright dream, just like Stephen Hawking's bold guess of flying out of the earth. . They also work hard at this time, accept the baptism of wind and snow, plant ideal seeds, and wait for flowers to bloom this season! They have a firm belief in their hearts: only hard work can yield!
Of course, all the staff of Shenzhou VII left a deep impression on me!
On the evening of 25th, I watched the spectacular launch of Shenzhou VII with surge of emotion. Looking at it, I remembered that astronauts built a bridge between the earth and the universe with their hard-working hands and sweat, imagining that the crystallization of human wisdom would be written in orbit forever. All this tells me that they write about perseverance and perseverance!
Facing all kinds of difficulties in grade three, I think perseverance and persistence are my best choices. After fourteen cycles, I am learning knowledge, sailing and going forward bravely! Didn't Taibai say, "One day, I will ride the wind and waves and sail straight across the deep sea." This also encourages me to face all the difficulties and failures frankly, be more frustrated and brave, sum up the reasons from the failures and reflect, instead of wandering and being injured alone. Maybe now I am a hurdler. I have a good psychological quality and will rush forward without fear. I'm trying my best to get close to the finish line. I want to run out of Liu Xiang and enjoy the splendor of trees and flowers. Take notes. . When I hold my beloved pen, I will draw a Voltaire smile. This wise smile fills me with confidence and desire. I will try to run forward and write the struggle and beauty of youth with that flowing poem!
Looking back suddenly, happiness is sealed and sadness is written against the current, which teaches me hard work, perseverance and perseverance. I want to write regretless youth with my pen and write the prosperity of that youth!
9. Write a composition about youth. If life is colorful, then youth must be the most beautiful touch; If life is dynamic and static, then youth must be the most energetic.
Brilliant as the veil of the rising sun, graceful as a lily on one side of a cliff, passionate as a red rose, emitting a provocative fragrance. She fascinates me so much.
We invite you to our dance. You drove away the silence and ignited the enthusiasm with your beautiful voice and healthy body. Our society also needs you, your vigorous energy, your smart talents and your selfless dedication, so that the whole world can present a bright future and people's hearts can be clear. Our scientific and technological progress needs you, your persistence in victory, your incomparable self-confidence and unremitting efforts have helped us advance civilization.
Because of you, we will not shrink back before the gap in life; Because of you, on the verge of falling, we will always have the power to struggle; Because of you, on the bumpy road full of thorns, there will always be sunshine in the hall of victory in our hearts; Because of you, at the low point of failure, we give ourselves another chance.
Without you, there would be no human footprints on Mount Everest; Without you, there would be no green figure stationed on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau for many years; Without you, the human team is like a blunt arrow. I really can't imagine how quiet and boring the world would be without you.
We don't need your wisdom, experience and rational vision, we just need to set sail with your enthusiasm, fearlessness and courage; You just need your perseverance and tenacity to challenge storms and waves until you beat them.
Don't blame yourself for being frivolous, it is the brightest symbol of youth; Don't feel inferior because you are shallow. After years of polishing, you will gain full wisdom and experience.
But don't indulge your desire, it is like a whirlpool, which will turn you into a bottomless abyss. True youth should learn to master the direction.
No decay, no retrogression, your eyes are as bright as a baby. Please hug me, let my life glow with charming brilliance, and let the sun and moon be eclipsed.
10. Write a wonderful youth with a 600-word composition.
At sunrise in the flower season, I wrote about beautiful youth.
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The pen tip slipped on the paper, and out of the window, the morning light shone through the windowsill, reflecting me in the examination room. I was writing and thinking. The past is like the wind. Reminds me of the ripples in the circle.
Do you remember? Fenghua teenager is full of ambition.
The boy who came to the junior high school campus with a bag on his back. With a confident smile on his face. Maybe this is my only memory at that time.
At that time, I once yearned for the flower season and youth of life. Stepping into the junior high school campus, I bid farewell to the primary school and met the spring breeze of willow trees. I finally realized that childish dream and became a middle school student.
I still remember that year, I was full of ambition, explored all novel things with energetic eyes, wrote with immature fingers and engraved on the desk: youth should have no regrets.
Do you remember? Smile after the storm.
Those fleeting years have made my hazy memory meaningful.
When I first entered junior high school, my master was like a cloud, which made me feel at a loss. The results of every exam make me decadent.
Once, I was amazed at those students with excellent grades and looked at their happy smiles. I can't help feeling sad. So, I finally chose to face the reality in confusion. I chose to struggle to prove myself.
"My dream, when I wake up every morning, welcome my blessing eyes ... tell the world about our generation, the power of self-confidence." Whenever I hum "Young Battlefield" softly, my heart is greatly encouraged. So, throw yourself into the busy struggle and seize every minute to compete for wonderful youth.
That year, I used my own efforts to carve on the tree of growth: youth should have no regrets.
Do you remember? Harvest friendship and realize youth.
In the early summer of that year, I waved and left the school.
I can't forget how many times I sweated and laughed on the playground. On the winding runway we walked together, maybe only you and I knew that those times were so magical.
I used to have a table together and share a room with my classmates. That summer, everything seemed to come to a successful conclusion.
"Friends walk together all their lives ..." Farewell songs echoed in my ears. I turned around and said, "Take care, my friend."
This harvest of friendship, I carved on the flower of friendship: youth should have no regrets.
The title page of youth has yellowed. I picked it up slowly and treasured it gently. Just to write a wonderful and regretless youth.