Ignorant youth topic composition 1 youth is full of vitality and motivation; Youth is beautiful, but it is also ignorant; The time of youth is precious. Only by making full use of it can your youth be valuable.
Primary school life is very naive, and it is a childhood life full of innocence. Originally, I thought that entering middle school meant stepping into a mature door, and nothing would spoil your childish breath. However, youth makes people ignorant, which I don't understand. I don't know anything. Stupid? It seems a little!
When I was a junior high school student, my family told me to learn sven. I don't understand? I just pretend to be cool and smart. Perhaps, this is the characteristic of youth!
Yesterday, I was still playing games with my classmates on campus. Yesterday, my classmates and I quarreled over a trivial matter. Yesterday, I was still climbing that fruit tree; Yesterday, my classmates and I caught crickets in the field ... as if these things happened yesterday. Now, those happy days, those naive days, can only stay in my mind and can only be recalled silently. Now, I want to be a mature person, but what does maturity mean?
When I encountered setbacks, I still didn't find a solution, I just cried; I can't bear to hear my classmates gossiping, so I can only hide in the corner and cry; Hearing others' sympathy and concern, I began to cry again. At this moment, what can I do but cry?
When he gave me a feeling of happiness, did I ever feel touched? When he was super nice to me, why did I give him a rude feeling, a kind of injury? Why do I secretly cry when he ignores me? Why didn't I feel a little warm when I began to care about him? Why this? Obviously promised to study hard, and finally let my parents down; I clearly said not to think about things that have nothing to do with study, but in the end I was in a daze; I clearly said don't cry, but sometimes I still go to Lacrimosa. What a sad youth, ignorance.
Although youth is ignorant, learning is still important. Far away, I am confused after all, but I still have to struggle after all. Only by working hard can there be a life without regrets.
I want to see the bird's nest at night, but I can't see the lonely star Liao. Sand cigarettes fly around, flowers fall, and the wind blows in Leng Yue and Wan Li. It is a good night to lean on a tall building alone, and people don't waste their youth for themselves. Ignorant youth, like life, is only once for everyone, and those who cherish it are glad because youth is beautiful. But for those who want you but can't get you, how cruel youth is. Everywhere in the world, there are countless people struggling between persistence and giving up. Compared with the eternal universe, human youth really comes and goes in a hurry.
The snow in winter is beautiful, showing us a unique and wonderful scenery that has never been seen in spring, summer and autumn: every morning we open the door and go out, and the biting cold wind hits me from time to time. The cold wind roared, and all the leaves on the tree fell, leaving only the bare trunk. Trees without leaves sway from side to side. Although it is winter, there are still dead leaves dancing in the wind. A man was walking alone on the road wrapped in white, and suddenly he saw a place in front of him. Blood has penetrated into the thick snow, which makes this snow very different from other snows ... our youth is like this. We admit that we are muddy and not dirty, but our body and mind have been eroded by dirty air. Suddenly looking back on youth, ten thousand kinds of heroic, like bitter and rich winter scenery, lived a unique warm-blooded amorous feelings.
Youth Everyone wants to have her infinitely, but she uses strict rules to make time the end of her youth. Beautiful youth is like winter snow falling on that red dot, gradually covered with blood, and the road is still the same. People won't know that there has been blood flowing here, and even if they do, they will not hesitate to step on it. They are still confused and walking on this silver road, without asking why!
Ignorant youth came quietly like winter without saying hello, and it was time for the sky to be crystal clear, which made people unprepared. Compared with the four seasons, winter really comes and goes in a hurry. It's as if each of us is telling his own youth story. ...
I just saw you in the crowd, and my heart was broken.
The sunset is like a beautiful blush on a girl's face, shy and bright. The sunset glow hangs on the horizon burned red by the setting sun, colorful and particularly beautiful. Walking on the road alone, I saw you in front of me at a glance, quickened my pace, but just passed by. All love has turned into memories of youth.
On the night when the moon and stars are few, standing in the soft evening breeze, standing on a hillside, the white skirt flutters gently. You came over here and yelled at you, and your heart was out of control. I saw you running up, just a faint greeting and a shallow smile, as if the eyes of the stars were particularly bright at night.
I smile back, you say, I am a good girl, my smile is really beautiful, as warm and dazzling as the sun. I just answered softly, in fact, only I understand my heart, but I wonder if my beautiful dream will be broken and broken glass will be inserted into my heart.
In the past few years, we have been very friendly, but we have never talked about anything about love. Our youth and youth, as if the years have passed, are no longer charming.
Until we were admitted to an ideal university, we went our separate ways. You gave me a card with a girl's smile painted on it, with a delicate line: young and frivolous, we are no longer the same. But I once said that you are a good girl, and I will be happy forever because of your kindness.
Looking for you with a smile, I said, "Maybe you are also the happiness of my life."
May this ignorant youth story continue.