Life is like a pony, suddenly crossing a gap. The value of time lies in its irreversibility, and the value of youth lies in its endless struggle, in which dreams and joy coexist. The following is my composition on the second day of youth, which is arranged for you. Welcome to consult.
A touch of purple passed before my eyes, and I hurried by, but I lived in youth inadvertently.
Sitting in the classroom with books piled like a big steamer, I just feel bored. I really hope the sky can bring a heavy rain, and then run out and take a good bath; Then shout and release the unhappiness in your heart; Then I caught a cold, rested at home and enjoyed my time.
Unfortunately, the above is pure fantasy. The fact is that we are still in the classroom. A breeze brushed my hair. I stroked my hair and tilted my head to one side. Suddenly I found a tree standing quietly opposite. That is a tree with purple flowers. I can't name these flowers. That flower, that purple sea, rendered the color of the whole sky. In this dusk, the horizon communication line is mixed with a little orange and a big piece of blue, plus a line of purple, just like a frozen photo, which can last forever. This kind of purple plays a harmonious melody in the dusk, and it is not unassuming or unassuming, but it can still attract people's attention. This is the color of youth.
On a sunny morning, the sun shines on the petals, and they enjoy it so greedily, because their tenderness is only fleeting at this moment. They are happy, and purple is the prelude to youth.
In the afternoon, the hot sun shines directly on the petals, and they endure the punishment of nature to retaliate against human beings. Youth needs intense heat, and purple is more conspicuous. They dance with the wind in the sun, which is the publicity of youth.
Look at this tree again. The branches from the upper left to the middle and then to the upper right form a big smiling face, and the remaining branches on it look like "San Mao" from a distance. Maybe just like looking back at us at the moment, we were young and giggling, but it is because of our youth that we don't mind.
Not everyone's youth is so dull. Youth can make people unscrupulous. In order to pursue their dreams, they set foot on a distant train alone, although they didn't know where their destination was. But not everyone's youth can shine, because more youth is blocked in books page by page, and is silent in school rules and disciplines again and again. My youth is a touch of purple, deep and shallow, just a touch, slowly expanding where the world can accommodate.
At this moment, purple is submerged in the night, waiting for the next dawn.
Youth is a gesture, but also a kind of wealth. Youth is an idea, but also a manner. In the world of youth, grains of sand should be turned into pearls and stones into gold; The charm of youth should make dead branches grow fresh fruits, and the desert is full of forests; Youth is a wonderful song, and youth is a happy song.
Youth is a rainbow on the horizon, fleeting, but soft and abnormal; Youth is the fog in the morning, hazy and subtle, but suitable for wandering; Youth is a mountain stream, beautiful and soft, but often floating.
When I was a child, I always wanted to grow up quickly and imitate the steps on TV in front of that tall mirror. While my mother was away, I put my mother's cosmetics on my face to make myself look bigger. At that time, I heard my sister rambling about the latest trends with a fashion magazine. I'm still at a loss about the word "fashion", and I don't understand what fashion is at all. At that time, I liked to walk on the marble floor of the living room in high heels and enjoy the tinkling sound. At that time, I naively wanted to grow up overnight.
However, when I really grew up, I became caught off guard and very scared. I don't know when it started. I stopped holding my chest when I walked, and my waist was straight. I don't know when I started to pursue "beauty". Boys and girls are better. I don't know when they will attract other people's comments. Sometimes I am afraid of this sudden change, and sometimes I am happy for this change. Youth comes too fast, but people are caught off guard. And when I really adapted to youth, I found it perfect.
Slowly, I fell in love with the bits and pieces of youth. I like to wear beautiful braids and floral skirts and walk with my good friends talking and laughing. I like the feeling of growing taller. I like youth.
Youth is bright and perfect, and so is youth. Youth is a beautiful crack.
Life is like a vast starry sky, and youth is the brightest star in the starry sky. Youth seems to be caught in a big maze, just like wandering at the crossroads where people come and go. You see, the rainbow-like road in the distance is my youth road.
The road to youth is pure white, white is pure, everyone's starting point of youth is pure and ignorant, as simple as a blank sheet of paper, free from any interest, and that time is the most perfect.
The road to youth is green, and green symbolizes vigorous vitality. The germination of tender buds is often full of vigor and high spirits, even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers, it can't stop our progress.
The road to youth is pink, and pink is the color of dreams. Everyone has their own dreams. Dreams take us on the wings of success, and only with dreams can we determine the direction of our efforts.
The road of youth is fiery red, and red represents vitality. The process of pursuing dreams in youth is full of energy and fearless. However, for some things in adolescence, we can burn like a flame into a raging fire, but we can also put it out. For people with strong will, they can be revived; What can't stand destruction can only be extinguished, leaving a little trace, which will eventually be erased by time.
The road to youth is sky blue, and sky blue is the representative of openness and cheerfulness. There is such a clear spring in everyone's heart, but some people are born with it, and some people need some time to explore it. Blue is also the color of eyes and tears. There are always some unhappy people and things on the road of youth. Every time we cry, it is a growth.
The road of youth is golden, and gold is the color of harvest. The end of youth is often maturity. Only this golden road can finally open a different journey of life for us. Gold is also the color of smiling face. Only when there are joys and sorrows can there be complete youth.
The road of youth is full of black spots, dribs and drabs, big or small. Yes, the road of youth is full of bumps. Even if you fall and get black and blue, you should try and live beautifully.
The road to youth is the road from ignorance to maturity; It is the road from dependence to responsibility; This is the road from ignorance to erudition. More scars have added a new look. A youthful road, let us appreciate the true meaning of life. Everything in youth is like a cup of pure and fragrant tea, which we will never forget; Just like a beautiful rainbow, it hangs quietly in the sky of my life.
Bitter before sweetness is a symbol of youth, and bitter after sweetness is the true nature of youth. Let the sweat spread freely and play a wonderful movement for our youth journey!
Youth, what a beautiful youth! Polishing dreams with Lingyun's ambition; Light up the future with burning faith. Have unlimited courage to gallop in the vast world! Sweat, firm investment, you and I work together.
Sweat, firm investment, you and I work together! The voice is loud and resounding through the sky. This is the cry of youth, the flower chapter of youth. We recited in unison, filled with firm beliefs.
At the age of fourteen, we ushered in the ceremony of youth. At this golden moment, all dreams, emotions and words are condensed here. On this day, thousands of teachers, students and parents are here to bless and bear fruit.
Sure enough, this is a great event, with huge cost, macroscopic scene and unprecedented scale. We stood on the playground dressed up, solemn and excited. Three opening dances ignited our youthful vitality. Therefore, the headmaster's kind speech gave us a kind of power to detain.
Then, a heavy guest slowly came on stage. She is the 20th graduate of our school, high flyers-Zuo Han from Tsinghua University. She is in no hurry to explain the secret of her success. She just kept repeating two seemingly ordinary idioms: "Stupid birds fly first" and "Diligence can make up for mistakes". His story inspired us to forge ahead. I think, since our seniors can get into Tsinghua, why can't we do it ourselves?
In meditation, we gain the confidence to recite. When the pledge comes slowly, our surging hearts will be relieved. The sonorous words and solemn vows indicate that we will never forget the kindness of our teachers and go further on the road of youth.
Later, we were grateful and exchanged letters with our parents, expressing our heartfelt wishes in the past four years. Many people left tears along the way, thanking their parents. Finally, in the song I Believe, we dream and let go of the future.
This is a ceremony, but it is not an ordinary ceremony. It has witnessed all traces of our growth. Youth, what a beautiful youth, the road to growth shines because of youth. Polish youth, full of dreams, let's sail together!
When the stars are still dancing in the night, the dawn has quietly arrived; When the dark clouds are still floating, the sun has sprinkled gold; While we are still laughing, the age has quietly increased. That's it. Before we had time to bid farewell to childhood, we had already embarked on the train of youth: a group of ignorant teenagers began our youth.
Youth, how we dream! When we were young, we were ambitious We look forward to becoming Hugo and Tolstoy in the literary world; Newton and Madame Curie on the altar of science; We work hard on the court; We grow up in hopes and dreams, yearning for happiness and beauty.
Youth, we are chic! In youth, we are unrestrained and emotional. We set foot on the "mountain" in the sunset and sped on the Third Ring Road, leaving the wind to mess up our hair. We don't care about other people's eyes, singing all the way. We fly freely in the vast world.
Youth, we are ruthless! When we fail in the exam, we will point to the sky and berate "why do exam questions always fail me?" Be regarded as resentment; When his friend left, he waved his sleeve in the wind to clear his tears and said "take care", completely ignoring the warning that "men don't flick when they have tears". When we are nostalgic novels, we will be ecstatic, imagine ourselves as heroes in martial arts novels, and weave ourselves into protagonists in love stories, and we will feel heartbroken, as if there is a kind of "life and death" pain. Youth, we really have a lot of heartlessness, but we are helpless.
Youth, we forge ahead, we are young and full of vitality! We are full of curiosity, exploration and search for everything. We should not regret it, so we should seize every minute and work hard for our goal. Youth, we use Kuafu's perseverance to pursue our dreams day after day, and once again we have no regrets!
Youth! Oh! This is our youth!
At the moment, I am standing on the high platform, and the warm breeze gently blows my cheek. The thunderous applause on the stage lasted for a long time, and my heart surged, because I will never forget the sweat I paid in every youthful day.
I have been a naughty child since I was a child. I either go up the tree to dig for birds' eggs or go down the river to fish for shrimps. My father asked me to pick up a chess book to cultivate my concentration. Who knows, four or five years.
When I am practicing chess, I often see my friends running and sweating outside the window. Although they were flushed and panting, they enjoyed it and I came to my senses. I watched myself sweating like a pig, gritted my teeth and continued to study chess ... Although my thoughts have flown out of the window, cicadas in the trees and small fish in the river, I restrained my wandering thoughts and devoted myself to my study.
Sweat flows into the mouth, salty.
Gradually, my chess skills have also achieved results. In several municipal competitions, I won two firsts and one second. I can't help feeling smug: "Dad, you don't have to let me take part in any competitions in the future. As soon as I went out, I went home first. " My father took me to the chess room with a smile. Competing with several provincial champions, I saw myself clearly after repeated fiasco, and the complacency of "ignorance and fearlessness" gradually weakened.
Whenever my weakness is discovered by my opponent and I am killed in one blow, my cold sweat seeps from my forehead.
Sweat flows into your mouth and is astringent.
The father asked, "What happened?" I clenched my fist: "Dad, go home and take out the chess pieces. I won't be left behind! " ! Father smiled with relief.
From that day on, I adjusted my mind and threw myself into the world of Go. Similarly, I started again with the sweat of hard work when I concentrated on practicing chess and the sweat of self-knowledge and shame when I was arrogant.
A year later, I won the second place in the province! I am proud of my sweaty youth! Standing on the podium, it is a glorious moment only for those who have youth.
Sweat flows into your mouth, sweet.
My youth is not empty.
My youth is full of sweat.
My youth is more brilliant.
Youth is not a period of life, not rosy cheeks and lips, but unremitting drive, rich imagination and burning feelings.
Youth is a song that allows you to sing her life with fiery energy; Youth is a dream, let you touch away any false traces; Turn her into a real glory with firm steps. Youth is a flower fragrance that belongs to you only once, which makes you cherish it more when you are happy, and be more tenacious when you are in pain. Carefully collect the specimens of each flower and keep the fragrance of eternal life.
Youth is picturesque and dazzling. In the meantime, there is no gloom, only colorful reflections. Youth is like a song, there are brisk songs and mature songs, and every beating note sings the pride without regrets. Youth is like a poem, tactful, beautiful and magnificent. It is the most brilliant chapter in life painted with affectionate pen. Youth is foggy weather, which will soon be dispelled by the morning sunshine; Youth, like a burning flame, flourishes and is willing to make selfless contributions to light and heat. Youth is a vivid memory when the spring of life is flourishing. Faith, love and beautiful dreams will make youth last forever, make us feel fresh about the future, and make us have the courage to deal with everything in front of us.
Youth gives us vitality, so we should embrace life enthusiastically; Youth gives us strength, and we must persevere in striving for it; Youth gives us thinking, so we should act rationally; Youth gives us courage, so we should understand the challenge fearlessly; Youth gives us dreams, and we should boldly create them.
The beauty of youth is inseparable from the flying of dreams. If the dream of flying without hard work, failure and frustration, condensed wisdom, then the dream can only be fantasy.
Work hard, please cherish the most precious youth in life and realize your lofty dreams. Only care about the gain and loss of personal interests, only pursue eating, drinking and having fun, that is a pigsty dream. Only by dedicating one's talents to the country and people can one truly realize one's dream. Cherish youth, because youth is perfect, charming and exciting. It is priceless!