I am a happy child.

To Youth Even in the dark, I can read your outline and touch your heartbeat, even in the garden. I understand that youth is a poem that can't be surrounded by night, a dance that can't be surrounded by flowers, and a passion for volcanic eruption. But you have to remember that the meteor of youth only crosses the horizon of life once. Foreword Poet: Wang Meng, all the days, all the days have come, let me weave for you, with the golden thread of youth and the wreath of happiness. There are songs and laughter on the boat, campus dances under the moon, strolls in the drizzle, marches in the early morning with the first snow, heated debates, moving and warm hearts ... It is a day that has passed in a blink of an eye and is also a day full of reverie. Just like the spring rain, we have time, strength and burning faith. We are eager to live and fly in the sky. This is a simple day, but also a changeable day. Everything in the vast world surprises us. We are always cheerful and never indifferent. Tears, laughter and deep thought are all the first time. Let's keep going, let's keep going. I will move forward happily in life. I will not be weak under a heavy burden, nor will I lose face in a severe battle. One day, after wiping the gun, wiping the machine and wiping the sweat, I miss you, greet you and be proud. Looking at your youth Author: Xi Murong has written all the endings, and all the tears have set off, but suddenly forgot how it started in that ancient summer that is gone forever. No matter how hard I try to pursue young you, your smiling face is very shallow and gradually disappears after sunset. Fate opened the yellow title page and bound it badly with tears. I have read and reread, but I have to admit that Youth is a sloppy book. The past can only be recalled. When honey-like memories become bitter? Thoughts floating in clouds and fog? Wonderful words? Youth stories that shock the soul? Restless youth wandering in music? Because this is a perfect country? ? No one can understand the mentality? Is it a lonely one? A gentle heart? Sweet words? Intoxicating music? Good mood story? ? Complaining bitterly? Unwilling to compromise? A dream you don't want to give up? Refuse to bow easily? Because of being young? A fragrant heart? Unable to be transparent? Can't it be white? ? Language binds the mind? Youth is not a pure white color? Is the absence of youth a beautiful note? ? Confusion is just an occasional mistake? Tears are tender feelings of youth? Flying kites? Flying thoughts? ? A pair of wings will choose to fly? The sea won't choose to hurt? Youth without regrets? Don't want vicissitudes of music? Feelings can never be overcome Natural vicissitudes? ? A brief glory? Transient beauty? Burning youth? Memory is a breeze? Memories are dreams? Memory is the fragrance left by yesterday? The charm of time? Reasons for tears Love life Author: Wang Guozhen I don't want to think about whether I can succeed. Since I have chosen a distant place, I only care about hardships and hardships. I don't want to think about whether I can win love. Since you love roses, tell your heart bravely. I don't want to think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me. Since the goal is the horizon, I can only leave the world a shadow. I don't want to think about whether the future is flat or muddy. As long as I love everything in my life, it is expected. If you are not happy enough, Author: Wang Guozhen, if you are not happy enough, don't frown. Life is short. Why cultivate bitterness? Open the dusty doors and windows, and let the sunshine and rain cover every corner. Vilen, who is heading for life, lets the wind iron his forehead. Broadness can dilute sadness, and darkness can cover light color. Author: Wang Guozhen We can deceive others but not ourselves. When we go to the lush May, youth is no longer mysterious. The road up is always bumpy. It's not easy for some people to be sad and others to be happy. When we cross a mountain, we cross a true self.