A teenager can be written into a composition.
Teenagers are teenagers. They don't like the spring breeze, they don't get bored with Xia Chan, they don't feel sad about the autumn wind, they don't sigh about the winter snow, they are too lazy to notice the wealth and injustice, and they are not allowed to face it because they are teenagers.
Youth will go away, but love will not; Life will grow old, but teenagers will not. Teenagers and love never grow old, even if they cut through thorns and lose their clothes.
The reason why boyishness is attractive is that everyone loves the high-spirited young man. He is like the summer sun, warm but not burning, and seems to bring us young.
The combination of gentle and restrained precipitation and the sense of youth inadvertently revealed on him projected the light and shadow left by the fingers with distinct joints on the wall.
It is difficult to copy the sense of youth because it is not only cute and white shirt, but also naturally brave, doing secular work with pure heart.
even if you live in a fireworks alley, a teenager is still a teenager. Because there is solid land under the feet of teenagers and vast starry sky above them.
In such a hot summer, the teenager's back was scalded by the girl's sadness, which ran through his heart. The winds of countless seasons passed through this passage, and a firefly fluttered in the wind, flickering.
He is a touch of coolness under the scorching sun, a beautiful rainbow reflected by the sunshine after the rain, and a bright street lamp on a dark street. In a word, he is the most beautiful teenager I have ever seen.
I am a rebellious young minister, and I don't believe in ghosts and gods or people. Those who like to talk about pain are often teenagers who don't know the taste of sorrow, while Beethoven, an old man who has suffered from human suffering, sang a ode to joy.
His soul is mixed with light, like frost and snow and spirits, and it boils into an altar of tenderness. I write romantic poems, just like his works can swim out of youth.
Love is not eternal youth enthusiasm, but the strength and courage to rebuild what you love after it is torn and shattered. When we were young, we pursued passion, but when we were mature, we were infatuated with mediocrity. After we searched, hurt and deviated, we could still believe in love as always. This is a kind of courage.