(Irene)
It's your timid hair
cannot reach
But it lingers around me.
Mode
I was pushed into your tears.
We are all just passers-by
Like golden leaves
An arc drawn in silence
Both.
snowy day
We can fly.
The blush on your face
Burning in the sunset
When youth becomes a memorial
When the promise turns into regret
When the gorgeous smile is frozen in an instant.
We buried our dreams under that tree.
But it never germinates.
Step 2 write a composition
Capture the shadow of youth
(Gao Yan)
When the sunshine of youth shines obliquely on the earth, beautiful shadows pour out in every corner it illuminates. This requires us to capture, these shadows will constitute the freshest memories of life, just like the occasional small waves on the sea. If you don't catch it carefully and grasp it firmly, it will be easy to be calm. And when you are lucky enough to capture it, you will find how crystal clear and precious it is! Open the pocket of memory and dig out these fragments of youth.
Smell sincerity. When I was unhappy, I received a letter from my friend, folded the carefully folded stationery, and there was nothing. You are about to throw it away in disappointment, but a line pops up on the back: "Send you happiness". Perhaps we have shouted "Long live understanding" and don't know what to say. We have been keen on chewing the indifference and sadness in the world. However, this sincerity in spring is even more exciting. Pay sincerity, and you will get spiritual relaxation and freedom.
When we were young, we bought some biographies of famous people, trying to find out whether the youth of great men is really magnificent and whether their IQ is really beyond ordinary people-seeing real faces from simple words-great men have cried, failed and lost their minds ... In the flower season of youth, they are full of vigor and vitality, like to water their dream gardens with youthful passion and pluck the strings of yearning with persistent beliefs.
Some people say that when you fall at the age of 20, you stand up at the age of 20; What you suffered at the age of 30 was swallowed at the age of 30. Don't put them aside to hinder your breathing, and don't delay to make up for the loss. In this way, we won't disturb our efforts.
Our youth is full of contradictions. Strive for a free sky, but long for a quiet harbor; Born lively; But sentimental; Longing for success, but content with ordinary; I want to show myself, but I don't want to lose my true self ... Yes, maybe we are too strong, born in the world, born in the universe, sharing the scorching sun, * * * Mu Jiao Yue Hui, I am better than others, and no one is worse than me. We are young, and everyone is a landscape-some brilliant, some bleak.
The shadow of youth is on us, and we are happy with it. Youth is a silent song, relying on telepathy. When it becomes spoken, it deviates from the "prototype" somewhat.
Cherish the first minute of youth, occasionally look up at the blue sky and white clouds and listen to the "tick" of the clock, and you will also have a thorough understanding.