Youth dream
"What is your dream?" This sentence has been asked by countless people, and I once thought it was my dream to make a lot of money when I grew up, but when I entered adolescence and became a teenager, I found my previous idea ridiculous. "I want to be a doctor when I grow up." My friend's confession of my dream made me dumbfounded. What surprised me was not my friend's dream, but my own dream was so vague. I tried my best to imagine, but I only dreamed of that vague figure. I laughed and laughed so tangled.
Youth's hope
Fallen leaves are like the wind, they follow your heart. The autumn wind brings the information of winter, the scenery outside the window is blurred, and my heart is confused. "When will it end?" In the face of my complaint, my friend smiled: "Look out the window." I immediately cast a puzzled look at her, but she said slowly, "Don't you have any hope for the excellent list of this meeting?" Autumn wind is rustling, and winter is coming. Aren't we one step closer to spring? Spring is the hope all the year round, and this will be your hope for a semester, won't it? "After listening to my friend's words, I suddenly felt that the scenery outside the window was so clear and the haze in my heart was gone.
Youth friendship
"We will meet again." "Well, of course you don't want to get rid of me! Hey. " Parting with friends makes me feel sad. Our friendship is like a cup of coffee. The better the taste, the more mellow and fragrant it is. We used to be inseparable and talked about everything. She is like my sweet little cotton-padded jacket, sweet and warm. The first good time in youth was wonderful because of her company. But who would have thought that she transferred to another school because her father was transferred to work in other places. I thought my friendship with her would end here, but it didn't. She once said to me: "Friendship is like maltose, sweet, melting in the heart, but hard to give up. I will stick to you forever like maltose, don't try to get rid of me! " I didn't think so at that time, thinking that the friendship was not that deep, but when the day of parting came, I deeply felt my friendship with her.
Time stays in the old phonograph, and a song lingers gracefully in my heart. Dreams, hopes and friendship make up this song. When all the beautiful things are condensed in this song, it is the most unforgettable time in my life-youth.
When the inner song resounds through the sky, when the inner song cuts through the sky, when the inner song blows away the haze, youth will take us into the best time.
God, please stop the long river of time and let me stay in youth forever, the most beautiful time and the most wonderful music. ...