No matter how much you say to the adult world,
Can't hide the envy of youth.
However, no one will be young for long.
No one can be the master,
But the only thing we know is,
Life is infinite, and youth is only a moment.
Even for young people, youth will soon pass away.
After the heavy rain in summer, the playground was spotless, but the glory of the past no longer exists, leaving only a series of memorable memories. Every grass and tree is still repeating the story of that year, and the cool wind always likes to blow away that youthful daisy at this moment. Occasionally shed a tear, and then continue to face life with a smile.
1
In the early morning, the willow shyly scratched the ripples on the lake. The shouts and cheers of boys and girls on the playground are enough to drown out every contestant. Before that, they had made full preparations and finished the publicity in an instant surrounded by everyone. As a cheering classmate, he is far more passionate than the players. And every insignificant action of the players is imitated by everyone, and instant success will leave eternity in everyone's heart! And once it fails, the voice of sigh and doubt will sting that young heart.
I look at this exciting picture. At the moment, the campus is really like a fierce battlefield. I stared at the horizon, but the game continued.
Students in this class will be cheered when they win. But the players did not stay on his stage to continue to meet his next new challenge. In the haze, we agreed: from youth, we should cheer for each other!
2
In the summer evening, under the buttonwood tree outside, I listened to my mother telling the story of the past: from birth to marrying my father, giving birth to our two sisters, and now living a well-off life. Her life is neither magnificent nor magnificent. It is as common as a lake. At the moment when she touches the earth, she can provide us with an ample growth environment at most. What she said is very common and simple, but there are ripples in my heart.
The river is rolling, and youth is fleeting. Mom's youth flows through history in an instant and is not remembered. Perhaps it is enough for her to earn a pair of daughters and grow up healthily. However, in the dead of night, unfortunately, it should be her once youthful heart!
three
Autumn is the most sentimental season.
"Sorrow heartbroken, thousands of glasses of wine. Don't look at each other, old people look new and miss home. Because of emotional injury, everything in the world is impermanent-"in this cold season, I repeatedly recite sad poems."
A touch of dawn covered the asphalt road leading to the teaching building at the school gate, and the campus that was silent all night began a new journey in the noise.
Crossroads, left or right? It's not me, it's the traffic lights. At every critical intersection of life, the right to choose lies with everyone. Reality either gives you a sunshine avenue or gives you a dark and remote corner-the wrong choice, and you don't even have the courage to cry. "Youth without Tears", I used Yang Liuan Xiaofeng's sentimental thinking to stay in a space that belongs to me, wrote such a book, and even dared not shed tears after reading it. Smile happily doesn't come out; Want to cry, tears have dried up.
"But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take a fishing boat. " Youth is not unique to me. Thus, birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. A group of like-minded friends eat, drink and have fun together-
Finally, one day, teachers in all subjects looked at us with the eyes of "discovering new human beings", and the class teacher told us earnestly with rational thinking: Stop being naughty!
We still have a lot of time. We try to argue. However, before I could say it, a damp chill hit my hand. It turns out that my youth still has tears!
Chrysanthemum fragrance, really heartbroken? A thousand glasses of wine, can you really think of it? Youth is just a moment. What can I get for your momentary stay?
four
Everything is hibernating, but snow is coming to the world.
In the field, on the playground-everyone has a bright smile on his face, and behind this sunny smile, there is a fiery heart beating. Looking forward to the snow for a winter, applause rang again and again, breaking away from the cold that crept into the bone, and branding innocent marks on that period of youth again and again.
The whiteness of snow can never stop the hopeful and energetic eyes of youth. Students find topics around snow, all over the world, from ancient times to the present. The students said, "Xue, your eyes are so beautiful!" " "
Then, we bury our youth in the snow and leave the light to the branches with a touch of new green.
Youth is only a moment, like a drifting sail sailing into the harbor of life, and then disappears instantly.
The author of this composition is ingenious, choosing four life segments, morning, evening, autumn and snow, to describe "youth is only in an instant". The materials are pertinent, the narrative is vivid, the opinions are unique, the feelings are sincere and the thoughts are profound.