I love youth 9 articles

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I love Qingchun

Text/Yang Bowen

The voice of the Bulbul, telling The heat of youth.

——Inscription

When everyone’s light is focused on the same point, youth will turn into a dark room, blurred. Whose scenery will the young people hide in their hearts? Don't miss the old days, miss me, miss that unique youth.

Pingting in youth will never fade, and the love that belongs to her will last forever.

Half-opened and sweetless oranges reveal tender and delicate juice. This is why it is hard to describe the "honey" in the heart of the youthful spring. For whom do the immortal branches in front of the old house sing their final song, and for whom will love kiss the quiet place in the lake - the heart. The wind is light words, composed into letters of youth. So far, your name has become my shortest love letter. The past of youth and spring is indescribable. The joy and sorrow, the flow of tears, are always irresistible. I never like narration, but more about describing how you look in my eyes - I can't forget you blinking. I have penetrated my eardrums and want to know every story related to you. There are inevitably a few lamentations in the summer of Ningcheng, but who will remember what happened on a certain day in a certain month of a certain year. There is no way of knowing, no one can tell. Youth is meaningful because of your existence. I changed its name to Ji Jing.

The stream in youth never stops, and its dusk never falls to the world.

When will Qingqing Zijin stop condolencing the joys and sorrows of the sunset? The sound of cicadas overflows, causing the "birds in the window" to chirp impatiently. The force majeure factor of half clear and half cloudy weather is beating on the glass again, causing the sparrows to stick their heads out one after another to appreciate the spring, winter and surrounding fields. The budding green leaves on the eaves shine brightly on those extraordinary and inconspicuous days, revealing the strokes of youth. The sound of the owl is unpleasant, but I am so nostalgic for it; just because I have written down its name in my long youth and left its traces in the hall. No one's eyes appeared in the candle shadow in the bonfire, just like the depths of the heart concealed by youth were filled with disappointment. There is no longer sadness in the book, but infinite joy. How to return to the first movement of youth and replay the staff of my love with you? But I will always love my youth, and Qingqing only belongs to my youth.

The heartbeat in youth will never dissipate, and its quiet emergence and dimming are gentle.

The expression of the bulbul is enthusiastic and roaring, just like when we see someone in a certain appearance, see someone at a certain moment, and think of someone, our heart beats with joy. I want to call it youth. Even if it ends badly in the end, everything during this period is roaring, indispensable, and our beloved. The unspeakable splendid secret is the only reason to belong to the green spring. I love the green spring and want to flow with it until the day of eternal rest.

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I love the spring season

Text/Xu Ao

God said that young people are startled, but they are dancing under the moon.

——Inscription

When I was a boy, I woke up to the bright moon and illuminated my arms full of ice and snow; Although time is not reserved for young people, I love youth, and time also loves me a little. Isn't it a kind of immortality that runs deep in still water?

Youth has the leisurely and leisurely moments of "spring water is blue in the sky, painting boats and sleeping in the rain".

The red clouds are eroded, and the clouds are scattered all over the sky. The transition between gray, blue and orange in the distance is like a painting with ambiguous tones. From time to time, a few barking dogs and roosters could be heard coming from the smoke-filled village, as if it was a distant dream. The tea has cooled, the flowers have fallen, and the books have been put down. I really want to see the world of "Peach Blossoms Flowing Water and Fish Fat" and experience simple and pure happiness. Open the window and the wind chimes begin to sing, blending in with the flavors of life. When inspiration came, I took out my sketch book, sat by the window, and sketched out the brilliant sunset with one stroke. This was the most leisurely picture painted with the brush of youth. Youth is the most beautiful time to paint the most beautiful paintings, and the heart is like an orchid.

Youth has the courage to move forward with the determination to "leave for the stars and return with the sun and the moon".

The bleak autumn wind cannot stop the sharpness of the young man, and the blazing sun cannot dispel the vigorous vitality. We are not good, but we can work hard. Sweat like rain, just because you believe that hard work can lead to victory; add pain, just because you want to create a miracle. We do not believe that "the destiny of heaven cannot be violated". There is also an old saying that "man can conquer heaven". The challenges ahead may be as dangerous as Mount Everest, but the pride of climbing over the mountains is enough to resist all vicissitudes. Young people are confident and have a bright future. The breath of youth is like a breeze blowing across the earth, and the courage of the rising sun gives us strength. Youth is witnessing growth and lingering love in tears and sweat.

Youth has the gorgeous and colorful scenery of "snow blowing over flowers and the moonlight, and dreams surrounding spring and green rivers".

The lantern has fallen, the chess piece has not been collected, the body is like floating clouds, and the body is like flying catkins. Maybe the scenery is the encounter with my deskmate in youth, maybe the scenery is the poetry-like things that happen every day, maybe the scenery is the young man spitting lotus flowers on the podium. The beauty of youth lies in self-introduction, beauty in vomiting before class, beauty in reciting before school, and beauty in the moments of getting along with another group of teenagers. Because the years are like the flowers in the forest that have faded in spring, and the stories of the world are flowing and the flowers are blooming, it is more important to let life be free and easy as a raincoat for the rest of your life. Youth is a different kind of scenery in time, love is eternal.

“The cherries are red and the bananas are green.

"Flowers bloom and fall, but youth will never wither; the moon is waxing and waning, but youth will never fade away. My youthful spring is just like the exposed mast resting among the blue calico butterflies. The leaves may rot, but the petals remain as soft as ever.

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I love Qingchun

Text/Zhao Wenxin

The green leaves are still young, and the dew is dripping.

——Inscription

Youth is the best season of the year. It is not like childhood, babbling and carefree. It is not like the period of deep worry and hard work in middle age; nor is it like the time of change, when ideals are abandoned before falling into old age. It is endlessly changing, gorgeous and charming, I love youth.

The spring breeze took away my thoughts and flew to the foothills full of friendship. Adolescence, as the name suggests, is the friendship period. During this period, we can make good friends, unlike Jie Ge and Awei, nor like Boji and Kake. , the friends I made in the second episode dispersed in the third episode. During this period, I also made many good friends: the red-faced Jie Ge Dou Awei, the white-faced magic stick Dou Ma Chao, and the black-faced Xiaodu. , the red-faced Wei Bei, the barefooted Dong Zihao, we ate together, played Ma Chao, played games together, and silenced each other. In short, I love the friendship of youth.

The sunset takes away my answer, in Nippori by your side.

After I entered junior high school, my classmates all had their own characteristics: they could use nuclear bombs to cause death, Ah Wei could use dragons to suck water, and they could use magic sticks. Smelly. But they have one thing in common - when singing, the voice of Xiaodu Jiebo will appear in my ears together, and after Xiaodu's voice, there will be no sound from Brother Jie. Occasionally, Awei will play bbox, but other people's songs sound good and rhythmic, but Awei's sounds like fart. How come this sound is so good? In short, I use irony. Love the music of spring.

The sun takes away my goals and spreads its rays into the distance.

Youth is like a golden sun, inviting us to read articles like gold in the sky. Xiao Du vowed never to drive again, Ma Chao said, and he didn't say anything. I also left my wish. The first one is to keep working hard and get into the top 20 in the school year. This process requires continuous struggle and hard work. One goal is to study philosophy more deeply, so this requires me to watch the explanation videos of King Billy and Banana King. I hope that I can learn philosophy to the point of proficiency in the near future. In short, I love Qingchun.

I love youth, my love is deep, my love is passionate. She is like a hot iron, sometimes rising like the sun, full of hope; Take control, ride the wind and waves, and reach the other shore.

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I love the spring season

Text/Wen Sitong

With a white head and a strong heart, he can tame the sea, and he can travel thousands of mountains with his youthful spirit.

——Inscription

In the world of youth, grains of sand will turn into pearls, stones will turn into gold, dead branches will grow fresh fruits, deserts will be covered with forests, and snow-capped mountains will To be beautiful and smooth, Mirror Lake must be crazy because of the wind...

In youth, let Adam remove his ribs, let Nuwa make a man out of clay, let Houyi shoot the sun, Chang'e fly to the moon, Kuafu chase the sun... Youth, nothing is impossible! I love Qingchun!

Youth is sunshine, and sunshine is bright, shining brighter from itself.

Magic is always desirable. Who doesn’t have a dream of entering Hallwarts? But I never expected that my wish would come true so quickly. In the classroom, people from the four major colleges are present. On the podium, the teacher quickly output the Levitation Curse. The "Eagle Court" students in the front row directly started speedrunning, the "Snake Court" students in the back row directly started to use Avada Kedavra in practice, and the "Badger Court" made guesses by the window. During lunch, the "Lion Court" challenged the teacher in the classroom and was very brave. I am a Muggle who has mixed into the "Eagle Yard". Mixing with these gods and men, I always feel that I am unable to do what I want. No matter I or other students, they will stop having fun when the exam is approaching. When we climb up from the end, even the mountains are not as majestic as us. Youth that works hard will shine brightly.

Youth is a flame, and the flame is hot, and the heat accompanied by beauty is even more shocking.

The playground under the scorching sun is the collision between the sun and the sun. For the future high school entrance examination, we radiate enthusiasm, dispel the irritability in our hearts, and strive to take every step forward. He is constantly calculating the time, remaining physical strength, explosive power and distance. The sweat evaporates quickly during the dripping process, and it melts into the air. The salty air moved quickly, pushing us and carrying each heavy step. After completing the mission, we sat on the hot ground, covering our chests with our hands. The blood from the strenuous exercise made us frown, but we were smiling. Because we must pay tribute to youth with the elegance gained through hard work!

Youth is white light, and white light is colorful, and the colorful colors hidden in monotony are more brilliant.

The vast sea of ??learning is vast, and “suffering” is the first impression, but wouldn’t it be better to seek happiness amidst suffering? Monotonous black and white text is really boring, so why not add color to it? So there are Picassos of various factions who made the ancients angry, and there are also some gods who instantly turn the literati in the book into down-to-earth people.

All in all, players with special abilities from all sides came to participate in the battle, the text came to life, the ancients came, the literati and poets could also call themselves brothers, and the vitality from youth blew away the boringness of books.

In youth, hundreds of flowers sprout, new sharp blades emerge, creating new mountains and rivers. Youth will not last forever, but the scenery along the way is just right, with joy and regret. I love youth in spring.

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I love the spring season

Text/Wei Shichao

< p> Youth exudes a deep poetic feeling and exudes a faint fragrance. My youth was full of youthful frivolity and infinite vitality. In the spring of youth, my steps will not stop because of difficulties, and my melody will not stop due to wind and rain. I love youth, I made it with the blood of my will and the sweat of hard work, and it will last forever.

The white head and the north heart tame the sea, the youthful spirit travels thousands of mountains, youth is the hot running under the sun.

The Milky Way is as brilliant as fireflies, extremely brilliant. In our youth, we have the memory of the Milky Way. From not caring about each other at the beginning, to now being "sticky" together. There is the gangster Xiao Du, who has a complexion like an eggplant; there is the Taima Zhao Ma, who is a real funny man under his naive appearance; Dayuanzi, also known as Ah Wei, looks like a dog and an orangutan; Yang Yuhang, who is six years old A little monk, known as a spaceship. They ran around in my youth, letting the sun burn like fire, "going into danger"; no matter how "complicit" they were, and "thrusting at both sides". In my youth, there were uninhibited friendships. ?

Young people are not afraid of the passage of time, there is still glory on the other side. Youth is standing in the pouring rain.

Youth is like early spring, like the morning sun, like the sprouting of hundreds of flowers, like the new hair of a sharp knife, it is the most precious period of life. In our youth, we are never afraid of failure or falling. The monthly exam has become my fate in junior high school, and I am almost always ranked tenth or eighth. After the exam, I always feel lonely in my heart, maybe because in my youth, there is always a ray of sunshine in my heart to light my way forward. Answering questions and writing essays have become a daily routine. In addition to improving scores, I want to regain my dignity and my well-deserved status as a top student. Youth has given me endless motivation and strong perseverance, reminding me to take advantage of my prime and dare to fight hard. I love youth.

When we meet, our spirit is your drink. We tie our horses to the weeping willows of tall buildings. Youth is our persistence against the ocean current.

Youth seems to be a declaration, it shows the passion of young heroes since ancient times. While we are young, we sweat and fight hard on the playground to win honors for the class; while we are young, we write hard and write fast to seek a future for ourselves; while we are young, we boldly pursue it, and we are young and frivolous. Promote the loyalty of "a roc rises with the wind in one day and soars ninety thousand miles away". I love the youthful spring!

The gods confiscated the timidity of human beings and made the youth of young people vigorous. Youth burns the brilliance of youth, illuminates the beautiful cardamom, and guides youth to maturity. Years pass by with great joy because of youth, and life becomes more peaceful because of youth. I love Qingchun!

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I love the spring season

Text/She Siyi

< p> When we meet, we will drink for you. We will tie our horses to the tall buildings and weeping willows.

——Inscription

The meaning of youth is that even if the tears of sadness are shed, it is still a requiem mixed with rock and roll flavor. The busy, confused, passionate, simple and sentimental summer is my limited edition spring of youth, the time of the strongest strawberry red. God said that young people are shocked, but they are dancing under the moon.

After a busy summer, youth is just in time, and the world is heating up and there is wind.

Youth is full of vitality, and courage outweighs cowardice. Maybe the life from 5 to 9 is not interesting, so let it be. Studying is still your own business. You have to work hard, take the trouble, encourage yourself, and immerse yourself in writing questions. It may not be very beautiful, but who can say that hard work will be useless? Those who care are also connected with addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and intertwined with abcd. We use paper and pen to calculate life, and sing about the future that is random and thought about day and night. Every effort, every drop of sweat, and tears made today will be transformed into the flesh and blood of the earth. The hard-working youth brings out the summer wind in the world with the tip of the pen, and writes the light of youth through hard work.

A summer of joy, youth is just in time, and a boat full of clear dreams fills the galaxy.

We often hear adults complain that we are rebellious, naughty, playful, childish, and pretentious... Who doesn't say "it's great to be young"? Let him go, there is no restraint and restraint in youth, only the purity and innocence of youth are the most valuable. We let ourselves fly in nature, walk into the boundless sea of ??stars, walk into the fireworks of the world, walk into the green forest sea, walk into thousands of miles of snow falling, youth is flying wantonly, and love is endless. There are only green lotuses and red lotuses, which can be opened and closed freely. We have loved, been crazy, been disappointed, laughed, cried, remembered, and been remembered. It is the most precious gift of life given to us by youth.

A gentle summer, youth is just right, I leave the world with a head full of snow.

If there is no hatred in the eyes, and if you don’t believe that there are white heads in the world, the young man is naturally passionate. It's not that I don't know sorrow, but I don't know sorrow, so if I feel melancholy for a moment, I will be sad for a long time; the world is small, so my mood seems to be like a barrage of inner thoughts flying all over the sky. It is precisely because of this that we look for the one in seven billion souls in the world who are compatible with each other, pour out our love to the world, and pour out our hearts to words.

We are in love with this world, every pear blossom and moonlight in the courtyard, every wisp of catkins and evening breeze in the pond.

I have been alone in the wind and the moon, and I have repeatedly changed into stars and frost. I know clearly what youth is, so I let the fragrance of flowers float in the wind. I am used to looking at the tower with vague propositions. I love youth and spring, love time, love life, love the world... …

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I love Qingchun

Text/Teng Hanying

There is always an obsessive theme song in the world of youth.

——Inscription

In our youth, we grow up with a bit of haziness, a bit of confidence, a bit of impulsiveness, a bit of pride, and a bit of frivolity.

Youth, please allow our innocence.

In someone's home, a drumming and flower-passing game is held. Shengge is responsible for knocking, while I, Jiajia, Mi Mi and Kanmi are responsible for passing the ball. Kanmi is holding the ball in his hand. . "Ta...ta...ta...", the voice was slow and uncertain, and the last sound fell into Jia Jia's hands. Immediately, Kanmi cheered: "Oh, it's been a long time since I heard beautiful singing. Ahem, Mi Mi, you know what I mean." Mi Mi spread his hands and shrugged. Originally, the distance between Kan Mi and Kan Mi was two centimeters. , only to hear a "swish" sound, the distance changed to six centimeters. Seeing this situation, Shengge spoke: "Then, let Jiajia sing a song. No requirements, just a short section, okay?" Jiajia nodded slightly and sang with her sweet voice. . After a few more games, when we were tired, we went back to our respective houses.

Youth is beautiful, even when playing, there is still the beat of the heartbeat, which keeps beating on the drumhead of time. I love youth.

Youth, please tolerate our youth and frivolity.

At 6:30 in the morning, we went to the haunted house. Shengge is good at pretending to be ghosts and scaring people. Before going, she bought a ghost mask from the waiter at the door. After entering, Shengge stood there motionless and saw a couple. With the light of darkness and the ghostly voice of the original wife in the haunted house, the girl suddenly moved. The girl was frightened. The boy took the girl's hand and hid. Then, Shengge continued to walk forward, and we followed closely behind. He saw an NPC worker in front of him. He quietly stepped forward, took out a mirror, raised the turned on flashlight, and shined it at the worker. Later, the staff member was frightened by his own face and ran away in despair. After leaving the haunted house, Shengge looked helpless, and we kept laughing. Then we played on the Ferris wheel in the center of the playground. As a result, after they came down one by one, the boys' hair "flyed" like the sharp thorns of a hedgehog.

Youth is cool, even if it is a prank, there are unforgettable laughs and you will always be happy for a certain moment. I love youth.

Youth, please accept our firm determination.

"Ding Bell Ding Bell", the doorbell sounded, and I opened the door, but it was a big lazy elm. He held a pot of succulents in his hand and said, "Hey, can you help me raise them?" I paused and replied, "Okay." Then, I took the succulents, placed them on the table in front of the TV, and watered them. Mi Mi left and closed the door. A few days later, Shengge and Kanmi learned the news and came together to observe the succulents for about 20 minutes. After that, I asked a series of questions, but unfortunately I couldn’t answer them, so I had to pick up my phone and ask Mi Mi. There is a lot to know about growing flowers, but I am not willing to know anything about it.

Next, I told them endlessly: "According to their different water storage organs, succulents can be divided into four categories: leaf succulents, root succulents, stem succulents, and other succulents. According to According to the classification of growth periods, succulents can be divided into three types..." They looked at me with wide eyes, as if I was just a pot of succulents. And all my efforts were unknown to them.

Youth is very beautiful, even a small point of knowledge will shine brightly if you think about it carefully. I love youth.

Always warm, always enjoying the joy; always heart-beating, always young and youthful. I love youth.

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I love Qingchun

Text/Yang Yuhang

The long road I have traveled has not always been paved with political beauty.

Sometimes it has also been riddled with thorns.

——Inscription

Human life is like a long journey, and in this journey, what is the most hurried, splendid and beautiful scene? What? I think it must be youth with an innocent heart. In youth, all the burdens of life will turn into gifts, and all the sufferings will illuminate the confused road in the future. Therefore, youth is synonymous with my life, and I love youth.

Wasting time is not youth, cherishing time and being eager to learn is youth.

"You should work hard instead of giving up. In the years to come, when you look back on the past, you will not regret wasting your time." This is a very inspirational sentence. When I really saw high school students doing homework every day, the textbooks on their desks had already overwhelmed their heads. In the scorching summer sun, they immersed themselves in reading and kept writing even if their faces were covered with sweat. When I saw this scene, I also made up my mind to make good use of this youthful period.

I immersed myself in reading, holding my chin with one hand, frowning, biting my lips, and keeping my eyes fixed on the question. A pen moved freely across the paper and carefully wrote down the answer.

The reason why I work so hard is because I know that if I don’t work hard, I will have no chance to work hard. My youth should not turn in blank papers.

Stopping and waiting is not youth, but moving forward with high spirits is youth.

Under the warm sunshine, a group of people never wait stupidly. Because they know that instead of putting down their pens and sitting in the classroom waiting for the next class to come, it is better for three or five people to play basketball side by side for ten minutes between classes. We are like the merry elk, galloping along without caring about anything else. I think that when we encounter something we like, we move forward bravely, chase it bravely, put down our worries, and enjoy the happiness that basketball brings, which belongs to our youth. In this spring of youth, let us stride forward and exude youthful vitality.

Ignoring and escaping is not youth, but having the courage to take responsibility is youth.

Everyone makes mistakes and makes big mistakes because of their own recklessness. But so what? As long as you have the courage to take responsibility instead of running away when problems arise. When you take a step forward, admit your mistakes to everyone and make up for them, you are a person who does not waste your youth. When you have the courage to take responsibility, you will understand the true meaning of youth.

Youth is the most beautiful song in life. It can compose all the blue of life, allowing us to face youth with a smile in the blue of life. Looking back, I slowly fell in love with this period of youth.

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I love the spring season

Text/Che Jun

Youth is a non-stop series of encounters and misses.

——Inscription

Youth is the light shining from the gaps in the wall, illuminating our youth. Sunshine, lateness, playground, summer, playing ball, after class, back view, canteen, dusk...this is youth. I love youth.

God said that the young man was shocked, but he was a fool.

Youth is not a thief, but a bright smile that guides us. Youth brings us a bit of haziness, and also makes us very ignorant and full of expectations in our teenage years. My life is very ordinary, and I share happiness with those special friends every day. Maybe my happiness is not that funny, it's all ordinary things, but we still laugh happily. We have many stories, let us stop and slowly recall that summer. I suddenly remembered your eyes, shining with innocence and timidity. Inadvertently, the book of youth was quietly closed, so that when we wanted to re-read it, we found that the handwriting of youth had long been covered with dust and blurred. This is the youth I love.

The sun was shining brightly in the world and the wind was blowing through the trees. We were young at that time.

Love is a dream, a passion, and a challenge to ride the wind and waves. Whenever the bell rang, we would pack our clothes, break out of the door, and run as fast as China, without stopping for a moment. When he was about to run out of bounds on the basketball court, he threw his clothes aside and started playing basketball passionately. Watching the time, I ran into the building one minute early. The moment I arrived at my class seat, the bell just rang. We looked at each other and smiled. Although I am so tired that I am out of breath, this kind of love is never-ending. Maybe it was the water, the shouts, or the moment when the basketball hit the net, our youth was polished. This is the youth I love.

The gods confiscated human timidity, which made our youth vigorous.

Unknowingly, we are all changing, becoming braver and more mature than before. We are all growing, but you have not changed at all in my heart. You still look innocent, you often play with your Maria for several days, you are the laughing point of the class, you are the role model in the hearts of your classmates... The spring breeze blows the hearts of young people. This is the youth I love.

Youth is an ignorant rush, and it will always write wandering dreams and those wonderful things that cannot be copied. The wind blows through the trees, the clouds pass through the cafeteria, and the school bell rings. There is always a moment for writing and writing. This is the most beautiful look of youth. I love youth in spring.

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