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Composition with the theme of "change"
I remember someone saying, "Life is beautiful because we all catch the tail of change.

People are constantly changing from birth to death. Change exists around us, or on us, just like a bottle can never open the lid. Everyone is changing from naivety to maturity. People don't change, they don't know innovation, and society won't progress. A person who is good at change can grow up in difficulties, and even if he fails, he will not be the naive person before.

Change brings a little vitality to a boring life.

Let the immediate setbacks suddenly become our beautiful memories;

Let the naive mind gradually step into a mature person who does heavy work;

Let the vision of the future slowly become a mist that we can touch.

Only change will give us more hope in life, just as dry land needs dew to moisten it.

Change is a kind of liberation and the pursuit of freedom;

What has changed is a state of mind, indifferent to fame and fortune;

Change is a kind of fun, which fills the boring life.

People who know how to feel change will have happiness.

Everything in life is changing. Every minute is pestering you like wisteria, accompanying you and stepping through that misty time together.

A yellow leaf exhausted its last strength from an old tree full of vicissitudes, telling the time and the world about the changes of life. Why not, just for the fleeting time, just for the small change from birth to death.

Maturity explains change, and progress sublimates change.

Change is the true meaning of growth!

You can't change the environment, but you can change your mood;

You can't change the facts, but you can change your attitude;

You can't change others, but you can change yourself;

You cannot change the past, but you can control the present.

Give me a cup of purple blurred color and I will make the world colorful.

As long as we hold the pen of confidence, we can describe any difficulty as a happy process. If it changes, it doesn't matter.

I don't know when it started, but my side has changed beyond recognition. My parents, friends, teachers, or I don't know the fever, are all changing more or less. Just when I know how to recall, I finally found out that I am actually changing.

I've changed, does that mean I've grown up?

Maybe it's like the process of green leaves turning yellow gradually!