Chapter 1: Walking through youth is an ignorant rush, which always leaves lingering wounds. How I wish there would be a sun tomorrow, burning the craziest dreams in my youth.
Youth longs to embrace the sun, but the sun is the light of so many people; Youth longs for an open life, but it is full of fetters. I think youth is a kind of trauma, a kind of hesitation and a magnificent appearance.
I have experienced youth and trauma. It exists on every running road. Through youth, even if it hurts, I don't want to forget it. If youth is no longer swaying in the wind of memories, is life no longer painful? Will the ocean of tears stop rising? Embrace your youth and enjoy the reward of sweat. You will certainly understand Xie Lingyun's feeling that "sorrow adds to sorrow, and the stars are gray", and you will certainly understand Du Mu's regret that "youth cannot stay, and white hair is born".
Through youth, through hesitation. He exists in every choice without warning. Look down on youth, look down on its past glory, no matter how charming the future is. If youth no longer hesitates, will life lose the madness of progress? Are all grievances no longer crying out at heart? Youth always has to choose, which means giving up and getting. Walking through the wandering youth, you will find Meng Jiao's lament that "youth must be early, but teenagers can't grow up" and Zheng Gu's hindsight that "tears are wet and lonely, and the moon is faint in the mirror, so you can only cherish youth recently".
Walk through youth and walk through youth with dignity. It is rooted in the footsteps of jumping all the time. Clap for youth while walking, for its irresistible courage and courage. If youth is no longer magnificent, will life be stained by the inner highlights of dross? Will life also be reflected by gorgeous appearance? Live with dignity, don't hide your joys and sorrows. Walk through your youth with dignity. It will make you glad that "youth must be early" and "don't be idle, and you will be sad forever."
Sometimes we will fail and be afraid of being eliminated, but who hasn't failed in youth? After hard despair, I suddenly realized that I was going to the future. In any case, we finally found the courage to move towards the future in youth.
So in any case, we must walk through trauma, hesitation and youth with dignity, just as someone said, "You have to believe that there is no tomorrow that you can't reach."
Youth is a jumping dream, and it will always be your persistent pursuit power. How I wish there would be a moon tomorrow night, touching my throbbing palm.
Chapter 2: Walking through the sky of youth expectation has our flash, and the bright rainbow has our smiling face. /kloc-After the youth of 0/2 years old, the dusty days are still fleeting, which often makes youth a flash in the past.
The day before yesterday, I was 12 years old; Yesterday today, I 13 years old; Today and tomorrow, I will grow up. Who said: "Life is like a game." As drunk as a dream, as unreal as reality. Life needs to start and end, to choose and give up, to succeed and fail. Growing up faster and faster, the ladder is steeper and steeper, life is getting harder and harder, and so am I. I don't want to put more and more candles on my birthday cake when I grow up. I feel fear and uncertainty about my future life, and I don't know myself more and more.
I can't tell which one is the real me. I am a "affectionate girl" with a four-leaf clover. In the eyes of Cai Baozi and Enzu, I am a "innocent and lovely, gentle and kind" girl; I am an "elf-like, angel-like" girl in the hearts of cherry blossoms and purple dreams. Faced with all kinds of descriptions, which one is the love of purple? Which one is the real me? Maybe I will change like a butterfly, and what they say is only one side of my growth.
I'm just a comment about an ugly duckling turning into a white swan. In this life, my talent and light will be covered up by others. I am just a flickering flame and a little star. Poetry, the wings of literature. /kloc-at the age of 0/2, I am rarely shrouded in a halo. I feel comfortable and happy when I write in a poem. /kloc-after 0/2 years of youth, am I still cute? I hope so. Even if I have been so ordinary, even if I come and go without taking a cloud, even if my dream has no ending, please let my new friend's concern beat endlessly. I will always be the little thing in your heart.
Sister Yuquan Yezi gave me a four-leaf clover. In fact, four-leaf clover and a girl without sadness are a perfect combination. Forget the sorrow goes to be happy. Sandra's story won't happen to everyone. Forget the sorrow is the perfect angel. /kloc-After 0/2 years of youth, I forgot myself and didn't want to wander in the forest.
"Music is the wings of an angel. Angels flapped their wings and a beautiful melody sounded sweetly. I believe you are an angel, and music and talent are your wings. " This is a birthday message from Sakura Purple Dream. I didn't know the beauty of piano in music until I grew up. It is the longing for the piano that irrigates the ending of 12 years old. Perhaps, it is music that makes me mature.
Watch spring go and spring come again, watch tide go and tide go. The beauty of growing up cannot hide the mystery of youth. I no longer love lace-like pink, my tears are no longer a burst sea, and broken hair flutters to cut the happy ponytail. I like the depth of blue, which is the trace of pure crystal blue. You are the melody flying in my heart.
I want to be a meteor. Although it is fleeting, it can also bloom beautifully in an instant. 12-year-old youth has passed, but he can't go back.
Chapter 3: What is youth after youth?
Some people say that youth is a book, and you can fill in the flowing notes at will in ignorance. However, this is not the answer I want. It is also said that youth is a manifestation of daring to try, struggle and take responsibility. It is a mirror that reflects the present and illuminates the future. I think this is the taste of youth.
I remember one night three years ago, I was studying in a teacher's house, but he told me that one of my relatives had passed away. At first, I thought he was talking about another classmate here, because I don't believe such bad news. His body is still so strong. Later, however, he told me mercilessly that it was a fact. At that time, I was shocked, my head was blank, and I didn't know what I was thinking, but my heart was always calm, very calm ... Then, I thought of the silky hair on his head, but his radiant appearance, his smile that often lingered in my ear, and his kindness to me. Now that he has suddenly left, I find that the world seems to have changed into a sad color. It was a long time before I asked why. He said it was an accident.
So, I began to think, what about youth? How's life? There are too many unpredictable things in life. Now I am in Huatang, but I don't know where the next second is; One second, I was still laughing, but the next second, I may encounter great changes. Even those who say they are good colleagues, as Lin said, "in the end, they will wait for a ferry to separate and leave alone."
Then, I fell into confusion, lost in my own ideological cage. Because life is too unpredictable and has no hope for life, I live in a daze every day.
Until one day, I suddenly realized that because we don't know what will happen tomorrow today, we should seize the excitement of high life, bloom ourselves in youth and enjoy the taste of youth at this moment full of sunrise.
You should dare to try when you are young. If you want to learn to draw, go ahead! Show the attitude of youth with pen and ink. If you want to learn to play the piano, go ahead and play the melody of youth with Sang Yu.
Youth should be brave in struggle. Whether you are rich or poor, beautiful or ugly, you need to have your own dreams. Even if it seems impossible to others, you should stick to it and fight for it. Finally, it doesn't matter even if you fail, because youth has no regrets.
Young people need more responsibility, which is a responsibility to their home country. "I laugh from the sky to the sky, and I will stay in two Kunlun mountains", which is a magnificent writing. "I study for the rise of China" is the call sign of national awakening when youth shines.
Youth is like a poem, youth is like a song.
Chapter four: After many years of youth, I recall my confusion and persistence when I was young. Maybe you don't remember why. Youth makes you laugh and gives you inexplicable pain.
Miyazaki Hayao
Like the misty south of the Yangtze River, it is charming but at the same time it exudes a touch of sadness. Walking through it, I was a little confused. Like senior three, we are helpless, confused and struggling. We sprinkle our youth on this still barren land in our hearts, eager for it to blossom and bear fruit. Youth is interspersed with every minute of the struggle in senior three. We seize the time and want to seize it, but it still slips through our fingers like sand, giving us no time to rest. I can only struggle forward, cross the third year of high school, walk through youth and experience the ups and downs of youth.
Also like gorgeous summer flowers, melodious songs. Youth is always the "spokesman" of beauty and vitality, but it is also a time of sentimentality. It makes us laugh and cry without restraint. Youth makes us laugh, maybe it is victory, maybe it is heartache. A love, even a candy, may make our hearts ripple with joy; Youth often makes us feel inexplicable sadness. Perhaps a weed, a wild flower blooming in the wind, a word, a poem or even a word may touch our sensitive heartstrings. Youth gives us the most dazzling vitality, which makes us March forward bravely in the arena of life, just like a marathon, and we will never give up until the end. Walking through youth is like walking through the flower season. It may fade in the torrent of time, but it can't erase the colorful splendor after all.
It is also like birds under the blue sky and weeds growing in the wind on the eaves, full of vitality but revealing a touch of sadness, attracting our attention. Youth is interspersed in our confused and dull eyes looking out of the window. Loose eyes seem to be thinking about life. Youth is revealed in our words. We talk about everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, but no one wants to touch the sad parting. We talk about the future ideals, sad for their remoteness, but happy for their beauty. Youth jumps on the tip of our pen and writes the next page. Youth is the beautiful scenery we paint for ourselves. Through youth, a hundred flowers blossom and spring is born.
Walking through youth, like a ferryman in the torrent of time, seeing the world alone in various ways, walking through youth, like a breeze blowing, causing flowers to smile and leave beautiful pictures in life.
Through youth, through our flower season, there are the tenacity and tenacity of plum blossoms and wild chrysanthemums, as well as the charm and vitality of roses. Through youth, looking forward, the sun is shining, looking back, the flowers are charming.
Chapter 5: When you walk through youth, when the white pony takes away the confusion about childhood, when the crowd dispels the contact with old friends, when busyness replaces the time of laughing and playing with others, when you suddenly look back, you will find yourself drifting away from that lush time, leaving only room for aftertaste.
Some people say that youth is painful. In the long and short period of adolescence, we have suffered numerous injuries, been trained by our parents, scolded by our teachers, fought with our classmates, turned against our friends and broke up with our boyfriends. In short, the frustration of taking over the archives will make you never doubt youth: why is youth always full of so many suffocating pains and anxieties? Is this youth? No, youth is definitely not like this, at least not just like this! Behind every setback, there will be a feeling of awakening. When you fall down on the journey of youth countless times and stand up again, you will feel that when youth wants you to grow up, you will always arrange some unhappy people or things to stimulate you. One day, when you stand by the blue sea, you see cherry blossoms everywhere, you taste exquisite food, and when you live next to your lover, you will thank your youth and give you opportunities in the future.
Some people say youth is in a hurry. It came and went in a hurry, which caught people off guard. When you want to persist, it has gone, but when you want to give up, it falls into your heart again. Youth is a nightmare in a hurry, which brings endless fantasies and longings, leaving only a touch of sadness in my heart. It existed, but it was too late to leave any trace, too late to think, and it was already facing disappearance. This is just an unimpeded chase, which comes and goes in a hurry, but it is true.
Some people say that youth has no regrets. Yes, there is only one youth. No matter how many incredible things you did at that time, now think about it, it is the most beautiful memory. Youth is always chasing the light, but forgetting the sun. In those years, you can do whatever you want and brag about your future footprint without scruple, because you know, if you don't talk now, the future will be late. Youth is like a heavy rain. Even if you catch a cold, you still want to go back and take a shower. In the memory of youth, some people are overbearing, some people are drunk, and some people are high-spirited. Every figure comes from time and does not break Loulan. And what I like is such a time without regrets.
Now you know, in those years of flying wantonly, every restless dream, youth oath, unrequited secret love, fell down and got up without hesitation, in fact, there is a full seed hidden, which gives us a backbone, an idea, a personality, and at the same time knows the real function of our mouth and hands. In every fierce dark battle in life, you have saved yourself, and then, at the first opportunity, you can be completely proud of running all the way.
Friend, youth is not a dead end, it will eventually die, like an endless book, which will always give you warmth and strength. If you treat it well, it will wait for you and help you with a smile before every dead end in your life. Time flies, but please remember to look back and see how beautiful it was when we walked through youth.
Chapter 6: We are growing up after our youth, and there are still many scenery waiting for us to see. Now we are experiencing an unparalleled day in the future-youth.
Youth is like a bunch of flowers, you can only see its beauty if you watch it carefully, just like a cup of green tea, you can only taste its taste if you taste it carefully. The same train, with suspenders, crosses the wonders, but it also faces the darkness of the tunnel. It is also a long journey, through different seasons and different people.
Yes, youth has different seasons.
Has become a flower season of the past tense. At that time, our school was not as good as the gate of junior high school, with countless enthusiasm, strong thirst for knowledge, bold ideas, courage to dare to think, great ambition to break through the sky, and perseverance to reach the goal. In a word, our junior high school is full of energy, and it seems that we have endless energy to do what we love. Even the results that we can't look straight after the exam can't stop our enthusiasm for learning. In junior high school, we always want to meet sunflowers blooming in the sun, so they always exude attractive fragrance. Although sometimes there will be strong winds and heavy rains, we just lost a few leaves and withered petals, but the days will always pass, and we will face parting and goodbye. On an important day, we bid farewell to happy days and ushered in a new season.
During the rainy season, I have seen a comfortable high school life in countless TV dramas, full of faces and crowded backs, but I didn't expect high school life to be so tense, which gave me a blow to spend it easily. In the process of learning, such as rock climbing with safety devices, if I take a wrong step and fall into the abyss, I am doomed to fail. If I don't touch my hands, I can't move forward, so we can only seize every minute and make a wish for 25 hours a day. There is no random and repetitive mechanical learning action. We always consider deep things and hide our true feelings. Smiling does not mean happiness, and crying does not mean sadness. Repeated tests always test our resilience and resilience. Our nerves are like nerve strings, which will break if we are not careful. In the face of unspeakable achievements, we feel infinite regret in our hearts. We feel sorry for ourselves and our parents, and our parents can't help crying.
The struggle season in the future. Now, I think senior three is the hardest person, so we should constantly use our brains and hearts. If you persist, you can't stop moving forward, because any pause will always feel like a waste of time, but there will always be gains from struggle. Harvest knowledge, harvest maturity.
There are still many seasons waiting for us to pass. Youth is so colorful that it can show all kinds of us.
Therefore, after walking through youth, we will surely usher in maturity and become our memories.
Chapter 7: Walking through youth, we remember that a few years ago, we were still enjoying childhood memories. Like the wind turning the page, from the title page, I walked on the road of youth. At that time, I looked forward to the next day. Now I don't care about age. Age is no longer something that can stop time from flying, and it makes me feel youth more balanced.
Thanks to my parents for giving me life, how lucky I am to hear beautiful voices, the chirping of birds and the croaking of frogs; How lucky I am to see beautiful things, a small flower blooming slowly and clouds walking in the sky; How lucky, I can smell the refreshing fragrance of the newly opened osmanthus throughout the season. At that time, I imagined all kinds of beauty and my future life, but as I grew older, looking back, I was just naive as a child!
I watched the movie "Those Years" not long ago, and I admire those characters who are still realistic and live an ideal life despite their fancy. The first half is a high school student, and the second half is the protagonist at the wedding, not only feeling such a happy life.
Guo Moruo said that young people don't complain that their youth is like flowers, and good years are precious to them because they bring all kinds of scenery.
After the days of youth, I feel that youth is like a passing cloud, and your smiling face is extremely shallow and pale, and gradually disappears into the clouds after sunset, so I open the yellow pages, and fate binds it badly, with tears in my eyes. I have read it again and again, but I have to admit that youth is a hasty book.
The biggest gain from youth is growth. Youth is like a heavy rain, which washes away once tender and regains another life. Wash away the lead, cook a pot of moonlight, a few wisps of lotus wind, and count the past of youth. Look at the present, the running water has passed away, and the world of mortals has dreamed for thousands of years. Maybe this is the way to grow up.
We can't admit that we are old, nor can we say that in order to commemorate the lost youth, we have ravaged colorful time. Then, painfully, like recalling childhood, there is no turning back in youth, and there is not much experience in youth. Facing youth, there is only progress. In front of me, I am a unique person who has achieved youth.
So I will go through these youthful years, and the memories of these years will accompany me all my life, and the efforts of these years will become the wealth of my life. Youth, we don't know how to be young and frivolous, only know that the winner is king, and the forward-looking vision and the longing in my heart lead my youth. Now, when we are young, I will work hard, I will struggle, and I will be more unforgettable on the road of life.
Youth, wrapped in our dreams, contains our personality and hides our friendship. It is so crazy, through eternal youth!
Chapter 8: After every yearning trip to youth, my heart is always covered with a hot direction in loneliness. I don't remember how many years ago, I made a decision. At the age of eighteen, I decided to go to the land I yearned for, the sacred paradise in my heart-Tibet.
The original idea of going to Tibet just flashed through my mind. The reason is as simple as that. Because of Cang Yang Jia Cuo, he makes all people who know him feel heartache in the world. I want to see what kind of pure land can breed such a pure white man, which seems to be out of touch with the world. Otherwise, why can I write the famous sentence "The world is safe and steady, just like never leaving"?
After many years, this idea reappeared in my mind. But I don't know what makes it grow faster and faster in my heart after years of silence. Is it eighteen? No, it is an indispensable person in my life.
When I was fifteen, my mother brought someone from other places to visit my grandmother. I don't know what they talked about. Since then, that man has become my uncle in name only, but I really don't like him. He always wears a black suit and wears a pair of big black-rimmed glasses on his face, which is in harmony with Chinese characters. He looks full of charm, and he will only be seen during the Spring Festival every year. If it weren't for that, he and I might not have much in common in this life.
Teenage boys and girls are in rebellious adolescence. No one will become impatient and worried in youth, and will avoid the "friendly concern" of people around their parents and curl up in the so-called wall they built, and I am no exception. There is a big gap in the results of the senior high school entrance examination. For parents with high expectations, family law is inevitable, and the way I choose to face is to escape-run away from home.
He found me more than a month later, and I worked as a waiter in a small restaurant. I still remember being very busy that day. When I stood in front of him with a huge tray in shock, I froze and left, embarrassed. I vaguely heard him say, I'll see you after work. It turns out that he knows how much I love face.
He said too much, only a few words can be clearly remembered: when I lived under the wings of my parents, I felt that everything I did was right, because you didn't have to bear the consequences, it was your parents' pain. You should know that you are more than just a child. Come back early. Everyone wants to spend your birthday with you. Of course, for me in the past, it is impossible to think that just these few words can puncture my idea of never going home. As everyone thought, as a necessary condition for me to go home, he told me everything I wanted to know.
It turns out that beautiful people in this world are also sad. I am thinking that if the person I love most continues to pretend to get my forgiveness after betraying me, it will be impossible to forgive, and I will never give another chance to someone who takes pleasure in "torturing" me. A lot of right and wrong in the world can be sorted out, but only in the end, such people quietly leave your life, you find that everything is nothing. Yeah, who would want to get involved with a dead man again?
Later, I can't remember what he told me, and I vaguely felt that I shouldn't forget it. That is, from then on, I began to rebel against fate, and no one could know the arrogant but chic wooden fish in the past. Now that I think about it, I'm probably threatening him 18 to take me to Tibet, where he disappeared and where I disappeared. The premise is that I will try to be strong enough to bear everything alone, including myself.
For three years, you have already disappeared from my life, and you are unrestrained in my life. This time, you are no longer qualified to take care of me, because you said that you are strong enough to bear everything alone and cannot bully yourself. I did it. That's all we can do. Go to Tibet at the end of the year, never forget your original intention and you. Who said we wouldn't be serious when we were eighteen?
Chapter 9: Through youth, through a happy childhood and into a dreamy flower season, youth is like a book, the more you read, the more interesting it becomes.
There are many twists and turns on the natural road. Similarly, the road of youth is not a broad road. It has its ups and downs and setbacks.
I often struggle on the edge of dreams and reality. I often hope to find a warm corner. I often think about how to sail the sail of life to the river that no one has reached ... Holding a pen and staring, the wise man told me that life is like a river reflected by the sunset, and I only cherish it in my heart.
Dreams bring people the elegance and fragrance of fragrant tea; Is the joy of listening to cold drinks and running water; It is also the satisfaction of setting foot on the land.
In the dream, we saw all the beautiful barren land, and our hearts were more complete. Some subtle things are budding quietly, that is, the flower of hope, as bright as a phoenix, is an invincible flower in everyone's heart.
In youth, we should face up to reality, but don't devote ourselves to performance. We should keep our illusions, but don't indulge in them. Let the dream dance a hearty dance in reality!
The youth in Mugetu is like a stream, which has dried up, been radical and even blocked. Life is like the sea. There are calm waves and even tsunamis. Time is like a river of life, and the waves are writing clouds. We pursue the inner sage and the outer king, but we don't know that the two are the same, and we are not interested in life. They are the left and right banks of the river before it enters the sea, accompanied by a long journey of life. Don't let the passage of time make you a passer-by, don't let the ruthlessness of time make you indifferent, and learn to be a person who knows how to "live and die" in this troubled world!
Each of us is a pure flame, relying on the invisible sun inside. Live a down-to-earth life and work hard, and you will always get a sunny smile.
Chapter 10: Going through Youth Youth is a hasty book, youth is a short dream, and youth is an intriguing short poem.
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Time flies, we seem to be like kites with broken lines when we take off our school uniforms. I remember those years, with all kinds of dreams, and now we may get what we want, or we may have regrets. Not too far away, there are those years that we cherish forever but can't go back.
The alma mater is undoubtedly ordinary, just like ordinary us. However, the three-year cold spell is enough to make every high school student realize the uniqueness and extraordinary of his alma mater. Youth is half bright and half sad. I may have been dissatisfied and disgusted with it, but today, these have become good memories of my alma mater. No wonder some people say that your alma mater is a place where you scold her 800 times a day and don't allow others to say a word. When the leaves are scattered, I understand gathering; When the flowers fade, I understand youth. Once dreamed of going out of school, once went out and rarely went back, missing the cage with the cage closed at that time. Youth is unforgettable because you can't go back.
One year after graduation, everyone is crazy to share the principal's speech at the high school graduation ceremony. The headmaster personally tapped the keyboard and gave every word to the junior high school students in grade 1 1, leaving a deep imprint on our minds and lingering. After graduation, students often go back to their alma mater to visit their teachers and see the changes in their alma mater. Every time the photos of their alma mater are uploaded to the internet, they always bring a high number of views. Everyone feels sorry for the changes in their alma mater, which seems a little sad. After graduation, every time I saw the school uniforms worn by high school students in the street, I became so excited and excited. Who would have thought that the once disgusting school uniform has become precious at this time?
Memories of my alma mater will be shared, and sad memories will be fermented into beautified memories with graduation. Needless to say, the heavy schoolwork pressure in high school, the bitterness of taking a bath and grabbing a seat, and the helplessness of still attending class, it is unbearable to be locked in a cage only once a month when you leave school. Now, however, everything seems insignificant. When we look back, we will find that the time we struggled was the best, even if the struggle meant that it was not so easy, even if the struggle required hard sweat, even if the result of the struggle was not so satisfactory. Youth has tears and laughter, bitterness and sweetness, but it is not eternal.
The skirt of the school uniform exudes youthful vitality. In those lush years, we wore school uniforms. Perhaps at that time, we were still blindly trying to get rid of this unchanging school uniform and change the monotonous style and color in an attempt to stand out from the crowd. Don't dye your hair, don't perm it, and curse the damn hair check from time to time. It is these annoying hard rules that make us lose our personalized hair. A plain face that should be radiant is swollen because of heavy homework and lack of sleep time. I didn't know that blue and white school uniforms were the most beautiful clothes. Every gesture reveals the breath of youth, which makes people linger.
The great image of my alma mater in my heart is like the huge cultural stone at the school gate, which precipitates my deep and sincere homesickness; My alma mater is also like the colorful lights in the fountain pool at night, flashing my colorful memories; My alma mater is like wisteria blooming on the promenade, dotted with my different youth and dreams ... I want to stay in the embrace of my alma mater and make a sincere wish: let the seeds of my youth be buried in this soil and let my youth be immortal in the long river of life.