When we were young, we squandered our youth, but when the years passed and youth never came back, we were secretly sad! Everything about youth is full of fresh breath, and those youthful faces are tender but pure white! Youth is as elegant and ethereal as poetry, as beautiful and moving as flowers, as fresh and sweet as songs ... Here is an essay about youth, let's look for the footprints of youth from the following text! I don't know when I started. I have developed the habit of watching the sky in the self-study class. In every busy day, I count the lush years of my youth and feel the innocence that I have never forgotten. In my memory, the boy riding a bicycle fell down, got up and cried with a smile, and the stubborn lines on his side face instantly melted into the liquid sunset. The typhoon wrapped in a strong airflow roared and swallowed the reeds behind him. And the lonely silhouette of swinging skirt sitting on swing frame. * * * The beautiful face is flourishing at the hair side, and the passing wind leaves the illusion of burning pain on the lips. These are the best times in my memory. Sitting on the playground, I smell the oncoming wind, the rich grass fragrance in the wind, the gorgeous morning sun, mixed with the smell of newly turned earth, and think of the girl holding my hand running beside the green grass and the white fence, with a sweet smile on her lips, as light as a butterfly flapping its wings. When the memory of youth disappeared on the way, I realized that no one can be with anyone forever. Chinese is still one of my favorite subjects. When the Chinese teacher finally told me about the Peking University student from the third-rate high school, I smiled. I have never despised the shock that those words suddenly brought to me. At that moment, I realized that, in fact, we have been hesitating and always so cowardly. I used to think that youth was hidden in spring. If we can't see it, we can't feel it because of the passage of time, so we are stuck at the end. Positive energy, small youth, we should use endless setbacks to smooth out our acute angle and gradually become smooth and mature. Youth is rebellious, but full of blood; Youth is crazy, but it is rich; Youth is stubborn, but it is always bathed in sunshine. Everyone's standards are different, so youth is so colorful. Only by taking a step with doubt and boldly looking for it with the crisp "tick" sound of the clock can we know the mystery. Along the way, there are birds and flowers, but also detours and thorns. Maybe you will feel exhausted, maybe your blood will boil, maybe you will feel very painful. But don't give up, the sunshine is so good and the time is so early. As long as you grit your teeth and try your best to cut the thorns, grass will surely grow in front of you. Tired, there are mossy stones for you to rest. Thirsty, there is sweet clear dew to accompany you to sip. Youth is a door covered with fallen leaves. If it is opened, it will never be closed again. Growth is a long journey, just like the passage of time. If the end of time is too early, do we still have time to bid farewell to youth? Therefore, we should take youth as the bone, take efforts as the wing, and fly higher and higher in the vast sky, flying farther and farther. As long as you are brave, as long as you work hard, tomorrow will be better. Don't miss the past, look to the future and give yourself a regretless youth! Chapter 2: Ode to Youth What is youth? Everyone has a precious golden period. During this period, we will gradually understand the nature of the world, explore the philosophy of life and understand the meaning of life. The dictionary says: "In spring, the vegetation is moist and the color is green, so it is called youth. Because it is used to describe teenagers. " This is the simplest explanation. In fact, not only teenagers have youth, middle-aged people have middle-aged youth, the elderly have old-age youth, and three-year-old children also have youth. That's because the mood is in a lush spring, when no matter what age, there is youth. As old boys sang, "Youth is like a running river. Once lost, it's too late to say goodbye. Only (ordinary) I have lost the blood of that year. Look at the falling flowers all over the sky, dying at the most beautiful moment. Who will remember this world? " In youth, our students' main task is to study. Learn skills, learn to operate, and learn to be a man. These are all things that we must know. Only by learning how to deal with people and learning skills can we stand on the world and become a successful person, and these processes need us to savor carefully. Beautiful youth, no matter how gorgeous words can describe it bit by bit, no matter how soft touch can keep its farewell footsteps. He left after all. Why don't we cherish him on the eve of his departure? Do more meaningful things to make our youth more colorful and valuable? I remember that every time I failed in the exam, I only knew that I was sad. It never occurred to me to realize my mistakes and correct them in time. I didn't wake up until my good friend and teacher reminded me. Since then, I have worked hard, not crying because of setbacks, but facing it bravely. I have failed many times. I only feel that I just passed by my youth and saw my youth. It seems that I have never paid, tried and struggled! At this time, I realized that youth must be colorful, it must be surging, it must be … so I will fight for my youth. Youth is not a period, but youth every day. One day, we are light and healthy, soft-hearted, full of love, longing and joy for the world, and then one day, it is our youth. Therefore, the writer Lin Qingxuan said: "Every day is a good day, that is, youth." At the same time, I hope everyone will cherish every youth. The world will be beautiful because of us, because we will grasp youth and we will create miracles! So old boys sang, "Did your original wish come true? Dare to stick to your ideals? Let the years slip away in a hurry, and the ideal in my heart will never retreat. I will look up at the stars. At that time, you still remember our story, and you wanted the brightest in the night sky! " Chapter 3: "Youth" Each of us was once young and had a dream of youth. So everyone is constantly recalling the past and never bothering. We have been shuttling through the dust of time, stop and go. Perhaps, we have wandered in these dreams, but eventually we will recognize ourselves and grow up. After all, I will find a perfect dream of my own. Once, when I was a child, I had many dreams. Watch the birds in the sky fly happily, skim the lake, skim the treetops and dance freely in the blue sky they yearn for. I thought at that time, I wish I were a bird. I once saw such a passage in an album by a Taiwan Province painter, "I thought that with wings, I would become a bird; I think if I become a bird, I will learn to fly. "I understand now that flying is just the instinct of every bird, but flying is a lofty pursuit for us. Yes, I have a dream. I should pursue it. I believe that one day I will fly in the blue sky like a bird. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, time flies, time flies, and gradually I grow up. I began to like writing. This dream originated from a novel. After graduating from primary school, I will often look through selected compositions or look at the works of Lin and Ye Shengtao. One week, I stayed at my sister's house. Her bookcase displays all kinds of essays and novels. The book "There will be an angel who loves you for me" was very eye-catching, so I turned it over. The result was out of control, and the more I watched it, the more interesting it became. I finished it in less than a day, and I'm still unfinished. Later, I began to read various novels and learn the style of novels to write compositions. I like to record those philosophical sentences or small fresh paragraphs, and I also like to describe the environment very delicately without losing style and charm. I prefer to write the characters vividly. I tried a lot, even wrote novels ... because of my writing, I won many awards, among which the highest level was national, which made me very proud. I have been pursuing my dream of writing for four years and will continue to pursue it. Smile when you see your works selling well in bookstores in the future. In the years of growing up, we have changed countless dreams, and we have pursued them countless times. Every dream is colorful and every pursuit is unforgettable. Over time, we will recognize ourselves and find the most suitable dream. Looking out of the window, the trees are still lush, the blue sky is still blue, and the sun is still shining ~ the lush green leaves still hold up the clear blue sky. And you, however, are no longer immature ... alas ~ unrepeatable youth! The sunshine in the morning is bright and clear, and everything is happy; The sunshine after the rain turned into a rainbow, showing the beauty of the world incisively and vividly; The sunshine after the cold is warm and comfortable, telling you the joy of reunion and the preciousness of friendship. Sunshine will make your narrow life suddenly enlightened, make his happy, lonely and monotonous days colorful, and let you drive away the depression of reality with romantic imagination. In fact, the real sunshine is felt with your heart. Talking with the sun, you will feel bright, happy, warm, exciting and powerful ... If you are a friend of the sun, you will have a red and healthy face and a bright and clear mind. In the morning, sunshine talks with the growing leaves in the most transparent and thorough language. Dense leaves immediately danced excitedly at the top, bright and dazzling, like a foil made of gold, showing off among dense branches. And when the sun smiled and whispered to the flowers on the earth, the flowers suddenly looked up, and the melancholy petals curled together spread out their faces, like ears absorbed. The blue sky, accompanied by a trace of white clouds like floating catkins, you walked through the street, did you notice the sunshine like water? Sunshine is like an orator giving a speech to the public, which makes people sleepy. The bright sunshine echoes in the quiet jungle in the morning, in the green spring after the cold, and in the oil-painted dusk before the night falls. In these contemplative moments, the sunshine will tell you the joy of reunion, the warmth of friendship, and even the sadness caused by a short separation in emotional language.