1 The sun shines on the flying heart.
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No one knows how long time has passed. We are busy getting up, surfing the internet and falling in love. We are busy, busy entertaining ourselves, busy consuming our so-called capital youth, busy and endless.
For friendship, we will be confused. They all said, "As long as you treat others sincerely, others will treat you sincerely." Often several times, we pay the so-called sincerity, but what we get is indifferent perfunctory. So we are busy recovering, fighting for friendship, judging friendship and contributing to friendship.
For the sake of affection, we will resist. They all said, "Family members are the people who accompany them all their lives and are their closest relatives." How many times have we said that we don't understand, we argue with our parents, and we curse in the street regardless of our image. So we are busy escaping, busy leaving the family, rebellious to the family, and meaningless to the family.
For love, we will fight. They all said, "What I like now is just admiration, that's all." Countless times, we stubbornly wrote a diary about it, stubbornly stared at it, ignored other people's strange eyes, and stubbornly resisted parents' advice. So we are busy enjoying, busy with the joy of love, busy with the entanglement of love, busy with the blindness of love.
We looked out of the window, under the prosperous neon, setting off our youth. We are very busy, not rushing about for our studies, but the so-called trend that is not tied to our studies. The trend is sadness, and we learn to be sad. We always think that we are the representatives of youth, and we have the right to enjoy youth.
We gave up the property, friendship and affection that we should cherish. What we should cherish, but we don't know that it has been abandoned without interest in our meaningless busyness; What we should throw away, but we don't know how not to indulge.
Love is out of reach, and so is youth. We want neon to illuminate us full of youthful breath, we want ourselves to shine with youthful light, and we want to play the double songs of youth-sunshine and passion.
Whose youth is not confused, but there is only one reason why you are confused: you think too much and do too little at the age when you should be working hard.
Indeed, when your youth is crazy and willful, you should think about how to take this road and how hard you have to work to realize the life you want with your actions. Once upon a time, there was a youthful dream, longing for the beauty and freedom under the university sky, longing for the good mood and desire after the clouds and rain dispersed, until it blossomed ... Then, my future is not a dream!
However, I have been dreaming and never woke up. The favor of success is for those who are prepared. Before I was ready, my freshman life began a new journey in a hurry.
College life is still repeating the 3.1 line of high school. The difference is that there is no teacher's binding force, no strict control by parents, freedom and even no pressure. I live a chaotic life, occasionally listening to music, watching movies, drinking my favorite cold drinks and eating junk food that my parents were not allowed to eat in high school. Looking up at the bookcase, so many books brought back from home with great ambition were passively covered with thick dust and forgotten by me in the top memory of the bookcase. Sometimes, you will follow the crowd, occasionally take the book you want to go to class, look around for the classroom, shuttle through the vast sea of people, and even drown in the crowd. Then, you will break through many obstacles and finally find a suitable position in the classroom-the last row, so that you can sit down quietly, play with your mobile phone and chat. Maybe I will realize the seriousness of the consequences, and then listen to the literature and history stories told by professional teachers, write down some key contents related to the exam, ask questions boldly in class if I don't understand anything, and ask others humbly after class to consolidate the basic knowledge. However, it is absolutely difficult to find people who will listen carefully to the class, and almost a large part of them keep their heads down. Teachers standing on the podium will continue to talk even if they don't want to lecture. It is said that you should take part in more club activities, expand your social circle and participate in the student union in college, which can improve your working ability and management ability. It turns out that this is my life in the first semester of my freshman year, which is called freedom. I have been pushing myself into the abyss of my dream of freedom, and I fell heavily and never woke up. In this way, an ignorant semester has stumbled over. ......
However, it is not too late to wake up, it is not too late, and I still smile like a flower. Finally, at the beginning of the second semester of my freshman year, I silently promised myself: "Every day I have never worked hard is a disappointment to my life! So in any case, we must persist in powerlessness and struggle to touch ourselves. " Perhaps, everything is predestined. In my spare time, I met a senior in the library. Seeing that she was seriously reading the professional book of freshman, I went over curiously and asked what was going on. Senior sister sighed with emotion: "I was particularly confused when I was a freshman, and I felt that I had no direction in life." I don't concentrate in class, play with my mobile phone, sleep and chat with my classmates. As the days passed, I learned the basics of specialized courses. It's too late to make amends now. I regret being confused and not coming out. I hope senior sister can take you out of the confused positive energy, take your initial dream to that beautiful future, and look forward to your success! Come on! "
So far, I can't forget that sentence. Since then, I have been listening carefully. When I have time, I will go to the bubble library. Besides studying the theoretical knowledge of specialized courses, I also need to learn some extracurricular skills. In my spare time, I actively participated in some activities beneficial to my physical and mental health and participated in some competitions to show my special skills, which painted a brilliant stroke for my college life and described my wonderful college life. When you are tired, listen to music, watch movies, drink tea quietly, look at the blue sky and white clouds, and learn to discover the existence of beauty carefully. In fact, everyone in college life can be happy, study happily, play happily, and be a happy, confident, positive and optimistic person who loves life, family and himself.
Youth can be confused, crazy and willful, but remember the original dream. Only by not forgetting your active mentality can you achieve your ultimate goal. I hope everyone's youth can be open in the most beautiful years, with a clear conscience and immortal youth.
The weather is sunny, but I am in a bad mood. This numb life is really sad. My heart seems to be covered with dust and there is no sunshine. The smile on her face is bitter, too. Who can understand my pain?
What can tears represent? No one will understand the pain of crying until it is dry.
I haven't written an article for a long time, mainly because of the desolation in my heart that I dare not write. I'm afraid all my writing is sad words, without the breath of youth. I am eighteen years old, but my teenage life in this youth is so bleak. Close to disillusioned dreams, flowing in my heart, why is my life less gentle?
I am a cynical teenager, and they call me cynical; I am a dream-chasing teenager, and they say I am whimsical; I am a persistent and enthusiastic teenager, and they say that I am ignorant of the world. Are the eyes of heaven really covered by earthly clouds forever?
Since I was assigned to a parallel class, I have really changed a lot, and I don't even know myself. I used to be ambitious, arrogant and bohemian. It seems that I am no longer so heroic, leaving only scars and loss.
Fate is really strange and unpredictable. If it is ups and downs, it is really right. Just after a summer, life is still so depressing. The little hope in my heart supported me through spring, summer, autumn and winter. Now the fire of hope is about to burn out, like a walking corpse. How should I face this pale life?
Without top gun and surging youth, there is no happiness. Life is really lonely, colorless and tasteless.
I really want to laugh at Tian Chang and openly challenge God. Look at the face and eyes of heaven. Why haven't you seen me cry as a persistent teenager?
Why can't you see endless tears? They say that men don't flick when they have tears, but I want to say that it's just to get to the sad place. How can I stop crying when I get to a sad place?
Colorful years, but why is there always a pain in my heart?
I remember the young man clutching his dream of traveling around the world. I remember that young man had a vision, that young man was very happy, and that young man was putting on the wings of hope, hoping to fly into the blue sky. Time has blurred my memory, tears have blurred my eyes, and happiness is getting farther and farther away. I started crying and screaming in my dreams again.
Sigh that the sky is still boundless blue, the mountains are still landscapes, but there is a sense of grief and indignation in my heart.
Everything has gone with the flow since ancient times. When will this life end?
Last year was like water, and this year is like time. Empty days just sneak along, leaving too much vastness and helplessness in time. I stood at the starting point of my youth, and I gave out my inner cry; Youth has no regrets, youth is chic, youth has dreams, and youth has scenery.
I don't want this life. In my mind, youth should be a legend. Colorful, colorful.
Looking out is a young gesture. -North Island
We are standing on the threshold of Shaoguang, and the past is rushing by, so it is better to look back. The road ahead is long and difficult, but we can also see the glory on the other side. I stood on tiptoe and looked up at the direction in the dream, so I packed my bags and walked towards the dream. Even if the Ming Dynasty was freezing and the road was dead, I never gave up, because it was a dream, because it was youth.
The so-called youth is not a free wandering, nor a cocky success. Youth is a dream-seeking journey to gain steel and blood. Walking on the road of youth, only for the dream in the heart, walking towards the dream is called youth. Bowing your head on the way, the marks of your predecessors are still clearly visible.
Kong Qiu, the road to the revival of Zhou rites, is three thousand miles away. The footprints of Xinglin people who have worked hard for 50 years exude a faint fragrance of peaches and plums, and are filled with the sacred road of Confucianism to travel around the world for their dreams and revive Zhou rites. Three hairs, a sum.
One day, her footprints, from the dryness of the Sahara desert to the charm of Zhouzhuang, a water town, were particularly conspicuous because of her dreams. Walking in the bamboo forest, the air is tough, the shirt is apricot red, drinking morning dew early and sleeping late, which lights up the journey of searching for dreams for thousands of miles. The Way, who is searching for dreams for a long time, has traces of countless sages, and every fragrance along the way is a youthful attitude of dedicating his life to his dreams.
Walking towards my dream, I firmly believe that life is not up to me, and it is inevitable that it will be bumpy and difficult along the way, which is convenient for taking pains. After the wind blows, it has turned into a passing cloud, and occasionally it will shed tears for the heavy hammer left by fate, but it will catch up after the tears are dried. The road ahead is uncertain, but my heart is firm, and I will win a fruit with the blood in my chest. There is a trace of pride in the bones, and there is a trace of practicality in the bones. Even if I am exhausted by setbacks, I have no regrets. Walking on the road of youth, not seeking fame and stability, riding the wind and waves, cutting through the thorns, finding a glimmer of light in the dark, clearing the clouds for nine days, riding the wind and waves sometimes impassioned, and truly enjoying the comfort and happiness of youth.
I am just an unremarkable mustard seed, maybe I can't stand hardships and can't walk to the other side, but my youth is like fire, so I can stop at thank you, sir. Therefore, we never thought about whether there would be cold wind and rain behind us. We only know that since the goal is the horizon, what is left to the world is only the back. Therefore, we never thought about whether the front is rain or bright spring, only knowing that the dream is ahead, the road is at our feet, step by step.
All right. We firmly believe that if we walk slowly, we can complete the greatest journey with ordinary steps. Sincere and resolute, resolute and resolute, is the attitude of youth.
Go ahead, don't lose heart, don't give up, don't fail for a long time and be unhappy. You should know that time is always moving forward, and you won't wait for a person to cry enough to let him grow old. You should have no regrets when you are young. You should shed blood and sacrifice for your dreams, put your troubles and pains behind you and go forward bravely. For your love and your dreams, you have faith in your heart. Remember the word "persistence".
Cutting through thorns and stepping on bumps, casting swords shows vitality; Beat the wind and stop the waves to wash away the lead and turn it into regretless youth.
Five flowers, carving and dying.
Wind, accept the pursuit.
There is still some heartache. It doesn't matter. I accept your decision. -inscription
How far is forever? I used to ask you this with a lollipop in my mouth at that time. You said with a smile, forever and ever.
That summer, you told me with a smile that your name was Mo.
Mo, a nice name. Similarly, you are a good person.
You once told me to laugh often and not to be sad. I remember it all. No matter how long we are apart, I will never forget our agreement, our agreement forever, and our agreement never to leave.
Honey, we are all growing up, so we are all changing, right?
Therefore, it is normal to be a stranger. So you will forget our agreement.
This is my idea. Because I think. Mo, you don't care about me anymore.
I hope that's my illusion, okay?
Remember, we went on a pirate ship? Looking up at the Ferris wheel together? Sit on the merry-go-round and eat ice cream together? There is also a wandering in the street, walking aimlessly in the street, and then laughing together and laughing loudly, "attracting" many people's attention.
I miss the past, those times, those beautiful times.
It seems that things are different.
Now, I do everything by myself. There is no shadow of you around me. Seeing those photos, I couldn't help crying. I love to cry again. Am I sad?
Remember this? This photo shows two children, one pouting and the other sticking out his tongue. They laughed so sweetly-so sweetly, as if the air was laughing, and their little fingers hooked together. It seems eternal-
I took this one. At that time, you were crying. When you wiped your tears with your sleeve, I immediately photographed it, followed by water and sky, which was very memorable!
This is the most beautiful photo I have taken for you. In the afterglow of the sunset, a girl wearing a white skirt and smiling appeared in the wheat field. When she was running and lifting her feet, I pressed the shutter.
There are many, many photos, many, many good-looking ones.
Angels stroking the harp, wings slightly close to heaven, fingers whispering on the heartstrings, arousing a fantasy and ending in a quiet night. ...
Rainy season, lonely season.
Postscript:
I said, "Will our future be bright? Will our agreement remain unchanged? "
You said: "The development of many things is doomed to end. Enjoy the wonderful process. When we pass by, we should learn to forget. "
Jumping mood. Simple happiness. Laugh happily. I couldn't think of anything at that time.
But now, all that belongs to me is waiting, loneliness and silence.
Youth is synonymous with us. In high school life, you may be confused, you may fail, you may feel that success is far away, and go ahead despite difficulties. This is the proper youth. It is our youthful vitality.
Facing youth, we are full of passion.
Youth is a "good thing" that guarantees our life. High school is the moment when we let our youth bloom. Speaking of youth, I believe many people will say: If you were young, you wouldn't regret living in high school. Some people will recall the memories of youth, including crying, laughing, hard work and indulgence. No matter who talks about youth, he will think of his youth career. Recall the dribs and drabs at that time. Unforgettable, but also a little regret, adults recall youth, primary school students are eager for youth, and we are in the midst of youth, why not do something to make youth regret and the future regret. If you love fighting, you will win. Use your youthful vitality, not afraid of difficulties and failures, just like the moment when a butterfly breaks its cocoon. Our youth can also be more exciting. Youth has no limits. Work hard when it's time to work hard to make youth more meaningful.
Faced with confusion, we firmly believe.
In life, we have tasted the ups and downs. Just like growth and persistence in learning, I am confused, just like being shrouded in fog, and I can't find my direction. Like a maze, there is never a way out. In the face of confusion, we should strengthen our faith, aim at our goals and pursue our dreams. Don't stop, don't give up, even in the maze, there will be an exit waiting for you. There are many "circles" in the world, but each one will have an exit, just like a math problem and a short sentence, which stumbles a large number of students, but those who know how to solve them will have many ways to solve them. Facing confusion, the most important thing is the heart. A clear-headed person has a clear goal. Have a dream that you have been pursuing. If you don't know what your next step is, what you want to do, and have no plan, it is the most dangerous in high school. You may not be able to adapt to the fast-paced life in high school, nor to the fast-paced study in high school. Then, I want to say: if you are not confused, who is confused?
Faced with setbacks, we are not afraid of challenges.
Failure is human nature. Everyone will experience failure and feel frustrated. The key lies in our attitude towards him after the failure. When it comes to frustration, it is a double-edged sword, and different people have different feelings. Frustration can make you see the road clearly, make you face yourself squarely, and make your belief more firm. Of course, he will also dissuade you and give up your goal. You have a positive attitude, you are the former. You are afraid of failure and can't bear hardships, which is the latter kind of person. In the face of setbacks, it is certain to feel depressed. But the postpartum mentality is not known. Therefore, in the face of setbacks, we must not give up.
What gives us conditions is youth, what makes us clear about our goals is confusion, and what makes us stronger is frustration. Faced with these, we should not be afraid. They are indispensable in high school life. * * * Leading us to success, fighting bravely while we are young, and going forward bravely is our due youth cause.
The early morning wind is gently floating among the flowers, watching a dream on the independent gardenia tree. From the age of six to sixteen, my ten years, polished by time, are no longer crystal clear. It is said that people are gyroscopes and days are merciless whips. When you meet a baby with gardenia unkempt, you will be young and frivolous, leaving many scars, so you are no longer naive.
Wandering in the world, my heart also rises and falls. Fairy tale in hand, bathed in sunshine, every word is so serious. I am convinced that it is my future world and my dream youth. I don't know, to grow, you have to break through thorns. You must have a bright dream and a soft heart, so you must feel pain. The cruelty of youth lies in dancing alone, witnessing by yourself and suffering by yourself.
One is Liu Yang Yangguan, crying and leaving hate.
Sorrow in the world leads to many feelings of parting. If you want to go, take the past years with you. Do you know how hard I have worked to get to know each other? Wandering in the Jianghu, you all have to go your own way. But I'll never get rid of it. Who says all roads lead to the same goal? Goodbye is also a stranger, meet with hatred, regret for the past, you know? Autumn is crisp, don't forget to dress up, I still miss you, quiet inside, just for your smile, which I cherish all my life.
Second, the title of the book, comfortable paper, difficult to wash.
It is enough to have a bosom friend in life, because it is hard to come by. I don't want a confidant. I hope a little friend can walk through several storms and watch the sunset hand in hand. I don't know that it is cold alone in autumn night. The world is wandering, and social changes have begun to take shape. Who can change his mind, why plan alone. I can never guess why I am so worried. The severe eyebrows make me flinch. I just want to communicate sincerely with you, but my complicated mind makes me unable to understand. My words broke my heart and made me feel sad in every way. My smile can't melt your coldness, and my sadness can't be touched. Who can solve the small red print? Sadness is full of endless washing, and youth is bleak. Sadness is full of endless washing, for whom?
The third is to be tired of the world and not die.
The world is difficult to understand and people's hearts are unclean. From one day on, the fairy tale dream in my heart was shattered and the truth came out. I'm used to seeing the world. I'm wearing a flashy shell and pieced together the fragmented beauty. After so many years, we are no longer children, too honest, too childish and harmful. As the saying goes, everything is learned, and people's understanding is an article. However, in this way, they are gradually tired, just because they can't reach the ideal heaven, and they are helpless. I'm an amateur, too. Although I don't want to live in the secular world, I am not qualified to hate the world. It is also for this reason that youth will fade until we are old.
The reality is still there, so we have to put up with it. On the day of reading, "I woke up and saw through the years in my dream." A youthful dream is somewhat helpless and hesitant. Only when I wake up can I know that everything in the dream is just passing by, and only the initial emotions are precipitated.
I'm used to seeing the past and the present. It's always like this. Why should I let it hinder my happiness, because it is an ethereal dream? Because I am still young, these years are worth remembering. I put my full feelings in a hidden corner of my heart, just for an immortal vision. Whose years are not written like this, half awake and half confused. I want to chase, chase all the unfinished dreams. Instead of being immersed in pain, I would rather fly bravely and halve my sadness.
There is always a soft string in everyone's heart, and so am I. In the sun, when you send warm greetings in the chilly autumn, all my hurt feelings are instantly wiped out in the sun. But there is a kind of beauty that I will cherish, and there is a kind of youth that I will cherish. It is youth that gives me vitality and hope and makes me smile in cruelty. No matter how good the mountain is, you can't see it at night. No matter how beautiful youth is, it will be dim if you are too sad. There is no end to human affection, and young people have no reason to get excited. Why wait until the clouds clear to believe that everything is still beautiful?
I want fresh youth, I want gorgeous solo and youthful dreams.