"Youth! Youth, good times. She is more brilliant than rosy clouds and more fragrant than roses ... "Youth is beautiful, and people sing and praise her, singing and praising this golden youth.

"Youth" is synonymous with personality and vitality, and it is colorful. Different clothes, different hairstyles, cheerful music rhythm … all these seem to be symbols of youth, representing individuality and publicity.

Here, the innocence of childhood has long since disappeared, and the leisure of childhood has been occupied by mountains of homework ... leaving only an unforgettable past. Here, young years are full of lively and romantic feelings, such as poetic years writing hymns of youth. Here, we have a mature and energetic face, but also a melancholy.

The ancients once said: "If teenagers don't work hard, the elderly will be sad." So, we had our original dream-to grow up to be a generation of poets, to leave eternal famous sentences in front of magnificent mountains and rivers, and to fly to the moon one day and become a hero like Yang Liwei ... for all this. As a result, in the past, there were fewer figures running, frolicking and playing in the lively playground, and more figures burying their heads in learning in the classroom. In this way, youth slowly glides forward under our feet, and we swim in the ocean of youth.

However, fate played a joke on us. It gently plucked the strings of youth, and a storm blew on the ocean of youth. We are like a boat in the ocean of youth, caught in a storm. Suddenly, the dream of a ship sailing for a happy harbor was shattered by the storm, and my dream was cold. My heart is full of melancholy and sadness, and Zou's eyebrows block my window.

I am always eager for success, but it often backfires. I always comfort myself: don't lose heart, it was just an accident, but after many such "accidents", my willpower was polished and my confidence was shaken. I don't know why success is always out of reach After the failure, I hid myself in a dream and didn't want to face the cruel reality.

After the baptism of the rainy season, I encouraged myself to cheer up, find my energetic self and be myself. Even in the face of big storms, I am fearless and brave. Holding the banner of youth, I set off lightly! I said to myself, "the road of life is not smooth sailing, but tortuous and muddy." If you don't give up, you will see the dawn of hope rising in Ran Ran on the distant horizon. "

In the ocean of youth, I will set sail again and give myself a firm, successful and unsuccessful attitude. The important thing is that I have made efforts and sweat to smile instead of complaining. Everything is casual, casual and free. Be myself, come on!

Awakening youth, I am here.

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You are my dream, how hard it is, how firm it is.

Whose youth is not lonely? Who wants to be lonely in this relatively quiet and beautiful time? Who wants to be ordinary?

In the mood for love of 16 years old, it seems that I have begun to look forward to the feeling of loving each other and the beautiful feeling of mutual affinity. However, at the same time, there are many contradictions in my heart. This strange feeling flows in my heart and makes me feel uneasy. I don't want to embark on this "no return" because of the great pressure and ardent expectations of my parents. Otherwise, it is more my timidity and pride. The inner girlish feelings forced me to indulge in the fantasy fairy tale world, making beautiful stories with Prince Charming, but always full of sweetness and happiness. On the other hand, I also think that in the vast sea of people, on this earth with a population of 7 billion, there will eventually be a person who will accompany you to see the mountains, and the layers of forests will be dyed, and they will go to the grave together. However, who is this man who is beside him, touching his face and holding his self-righteous whole "world"? I don't know. That person who really walks hand in hand with you on the long road of life, then a casual glance, you know, just one look, just one look, each other will sink into life? Maybe it's a look back, that is, I took one more look at you in the sea of people, and then I took your hand and grew old with my son.

Who is whose fate? Who is who's destiny takes a hand? Only time will reveal the answer for you one day. During this period, the right thing we can do is to wait, make unremitting efforts in waiting, make our own efforts, make ourselves better, and greet the unknown tomorrow with our most beautiful posture. Perhaps, when you are strong enough, it is more natural to meet and love each other, so that the future road, the future together, accompanied by the old road, will be smoother.

My pride will not make me bow easily, nor will it make me bow. No matter how hard it is now and how much I want to give up, I will be strongly forced to endure, my heart is hurting and my tears are flowing. But it tells me that this is right, the price of youth! I think, tears are in my eyes, you should go home quickly, I am strong. Because I know better, if I am not strong, who will I show my cowardice to?

Under the night, it seems that there are not only a few bright street lamps and a few yellow leaves in front of me, but also a brand-new self and an immeasurable future. Happiness depends on yourself. I believe that God is fair. I already have enough, and I still have a chance to fight for what I don't have. Why am I still hesitating when I still have the capital of youth and frivolous? I don't know when my enthusiasm will fade, and I don't know how many lonely days and nights I can persist, but at this moment, my enthusiasm is high, and I want to tell 16-year-old me to fight! Run towards my college dream. Beihang, you are my dream, no matter how hard and firm!

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Time flies, and we will grow up eventually. Will we cry because of the parting we have to do in life? Will we cry because of the years that will eventually pass away?

Years are like stars, passing through my dreamlike mind, like a poem, a dream of primary school life, waving goodbye to me. Farewell to my alma mater, my beloved alma mater! We spent dreamy youth, honeypot childhood and six years here.

I want my youth to walk smartly like a sail when the wind is shaking and the waves are knocking. Even if I was finally eliminated by the wind and waves, I experienced a meaningful trip in my life without regrets.

I want youth to be like a seed. When the soil is soaked in cold water, I will spit out my ambition. Even if I wither in the autumn festival, I have no regrets, and this life has finally borne fruit.

I want my youth to spit out my fragrance in the ice and snow like a cold plum. Even if I have no choice but to spend it in the end, I have no complaints about the beauty of the past.

So I set off. Only when we set out will we reach our ideal destination; Only by working hard can we achieve brilliant success; Only the pursuit will release the color of life. Success and joy are never as easy as flipping your hands. Gold medals and flowers are never rabbits that hit trees and die. Pride and pride are not pies that fall from the sky. A hunter who only aims and does not shoot is not a good hunter, and a soldier who only shouts and does not charge is not a good soldier. If you lie in the cradle forever, your limbs will shrink. If you stay in the dark forever, your eyes will be blind. Heart is never as good as action. What are friends waiting for? Come with me!

The journey is tortuous, with ice, heavy rain and stumbling blocks. I don't know whether the road ahead is an unfathomable pool or a calm lake; I don't know whether the road ahead is a rugged narrow path or a sunshine avenue full of flowers. I don't care, I don't care about the thorns on the road, I don't care about the danger ahead. Tie your shoelaces and hit the road.

Bitter sweat accompanied my hard steps, and excited tears accompanied my joy of success. As long as the place where I arrive is the history of yesterday, what I pursue is the future of tomorrow. When victory comes quietly again, when applause rings warmly again, I am not arrogant or dry. Because I know the road ahead is still long, because I know I have to make greater efforts. When the heavy rain washes away the joy again, when the snow and ice drown the excitement again, I have no regrets. Because I know that I have done something, paid something, gained something and succeeded. Because I know that sunshine always comes after rain, and plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold.

Mr. Lu Xun once said: "There is no road on the ground. If there are more people walking, it will become a road." What I want to say is: "Don't worry too much about the road of life. As long as you take a step, the road will unfold under your feet ... "