14 is a colorful year. Walking in the street, I see colorful everywhere, and I want every color to be my partner. Red, the color of enthusiasm, needs enthusiasm in my life, and enthusiasm is scattered in every corner of my life; White, pure color, without the noise of the world, I, quietly thinking, we passed by; Black, melancholy color, made a small mistake, depressed, think about it carefully, to err is human. This is the color of my 14 years old.
14 years old is a year of thinking. In the face of life, where do we go? If there is little hope, our road is bright. If the future is bright, we need to strive for more. Facing the road of life, we tell ourselves that it is easy! This is what I thought when I was 14 years old.
/kloc-Happy year for 0/4 years old. How happy you are to wake you up in the morning and start a new day. In the morning and afternoon, the teacher teaches you to read and let you spend the day. How happy you are! In the evening, dad told you to go to bed quickly, and Ernie ended the day. How happy he is! This is the happiness of my 14 years old.
/kloc-Happy year for 0/4 years old. No worry, no noise, no war, no dispute, no loss, no sadness, no pain, no hunger, no sadness, no oppression, no ... only happiness, only peace, only freedom ... just the happiness of my 14 year old.
My 14 years old! My 14 years old! My 14 years old! My 14 years old! /kloc-Long live 0/4 years old!