Seeing this topic in the arms of youth, there seems to be endless words in my heart, and I just want to find someone to talk to, just want to find a sustenance to rely on.

I thought of this hymn to youth. When I first read it, I felt an impulse. I don't know why it came from now ... Recalling how lost I was in the word youth, it was this short poem that pulled me out of the mud, savored the bits and pieces of youth carefully, and it was like listening to a beautiful piece of music, with great emotion. Strange faces pushed me away from the crowd step by step. To tell the truth, the first close contact with No.3 Middle School ended in disappointment. All the joy in the morning was buried in the vent that afternoon. Now I think about it, maybe this is the beauty of the details of youth, not only endless joy, but also a little melancholy and layers of sadness that you can't fathom inadvertently.

Maybe now we still miss the leisure time of junior high school and primary school; Still remembering the tension and joy of the fourth day; Still nostalgic for the sadness and love injury, loneliness and melancholy when graduation; Still looking forward to the junior high school students hanging out, wandering and frolicking with you every day. My friend, don't focus on the memories that have become history. The most important thing now is to grasp the details in that little thing, the touch in the details, the sincerity in the touch, the friendship in sincerity and the permanence in friendship.

Youth, this is the first time I formally emphasize this word, no! This is not only a word, but also represents a kind of courage, a kind of pride and a kind of * * *. He is the symbol of the sun and the source of strength. Youth, the first time I deeply analyzed him, youth, age limitation, spring: a symbol of hope, a fearless interpretation, an expression of faith, youth, a life that will never age. Because of you, we will not retreat before the gap of life; Because of you, on the verge of falling, we always have the power to struggle; Because of you, on the bumpy road full of thorns, our hearts always have the sunshine of the victory hall; Because of you, at the low point of failure, we give ourselves another chance.

Youth is so beautiful, but the highlight of all this is all the details, isn't it? No matter how beautiful youth is, it is also a series of small things. Only when these small bright spots glow and heat up will the whole youth shine its most dazzling and dazzling sacred light. Youth is beautiful, youth is not old, and youth is dazzling, but it only lasts for a few years. Only when you really make good use of these short years and try to grasp every detail to make youth truly get its due value, can youth be regarded as regretless, complaint-free and regretless for you.

2. Asking for sentences that can be used in composition

Got some Jing M.Guo's. 1. Many things that we thought we would never forget in our lifetime were forgotten by us in the days when we never forget them.

2. I know I'm not a good recorder, but I like to look back on the way I came more than anyone else. I not only look back, but still rush forward with great momentum.

3. If you give me a tear, I will see all the oceans in your heart. 4. If God wants to destroy a person, he will be mad. But I have been mad for so long, why hasn't God destroyed me? 5. Will those loves carved on the back of the chair, like flowers on cement, open a windless and lonely forest? 6. In this sad and bright March, I beat my horse from my thin youth. 7. If you smile once, I can be happy for several days; But seeing you cry once made me sad for several years.

8. The things that we once thought we would never forget are forgotten in the process of our obsession. 9. Lonely people will always remember everyone who has appeared in their lives, so I always think of you counting my loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall. 1. I don't like to talk when I look at the sky, but I dare not look at the sky when I talk. 11. I count your smiles every day, but when you are in Lian Xiao, you are so lonely.

they say your smile is beautiful and elegant. 12. There is so much warmth in my life. I gave it all to you, but you left me. How can I smile at others in the future? 13. Once there was a smile in my life, but it finally dissipated like a fog, and that smile became a swift river deeply buried in my heart, and I couldn't swim across it. The sound of that river became my desperate singing every day and night.

14. The noise and brightness of the world, the happiness and happiness of the world are like a clear stream. In the wind, in front of my eyes, the warmth comes out like a spring. I don't expect anything. I just want you to be happy, not sad. The wind blows the fleeting time like a flower, and your smile is shaking, which becomes the most beautiful ornament on my life, watching the sky, the snow and the deep shadow of the season.

16 A person is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then at a casual moment, you will find that the things you tried so hard to forget are really forgotten ... 17 Hiding in a certain time and missing the palm print of a period of time; Hiding in a certain place, I miss someone who is standing on the way and makes me worry .. 18 Holding my hand and closing my eyes, you won't get lost .. 19 If one day we are not together, we should be like together .. Standing on a cliff and watching the luxurious and bright youth crawling at your feet, tears streaming down your face, standing at the age of sixteen, standing at the turning point of youth, standing at one life and the other. On the day when the black wind blows, on the day when I see the birds screaming in the air, on the day when red-violet blooms cherry blossoms, on the day when you look up and bow your head, and in the cracks and crevices of thousands of years, I always burst into tears.

because I always think of you. Is this the most cruel and gentle imprisonment? I am a child who will look up at the sky when I feel lonely, looking at the big sun, looking at the big moon, looking at my neck ache, looking at my eyes full of tears.

I'll wait for you to hold my hand and close your eyes. You won't get lost. In an instant, we'll just hang on to those songs that are as dreamy as the sky, as dreamy as the clouds, as tearful as the electricity, as the flowers, as the wind, as the board, as the Shaanxi opera. How can I remember my black elegy, those things that haven't been remembered for a long time? Those silent expressions lying quietly on the floating grass.

walking back and forth in the scorching sun. I thought they were going to sleep quietly this summer, and then they were awakened again.

In recent days, I always see endless camphor trees as soon as I close my eyes. It runs through the whole city.

Those camphor trees grow into endless memories along the rolling mountain roads of the city. They are standing on the roadside, standing in every corner of the city.

Standing by the river of memories, watching the swaying ferry silently ferry all the year round. In this way, they quietly draw the dusk and the morning.

I miss you in the past, I miss the seventeen-year-old I left on my bike, and I miss the wind that was stirred up by your smile, and it passed through my thin youth with sorrow and joy and yesterday that never came back. Bright.

sad. Endless.

I didn't know it would be so bleak to stare at the sky when I died. I saw your face emerge in the pale blue sky, and I smiled because I saw you, happy as a child. I saw the mottled and deep shadows cast by life when it flew over my head. The hourglass turned over and over, and the thousand cranes bloomed brilliantly for another season.

I know another year has passed. A lot of things have changed.

Lonely people always remember everyone who appears in their lives, just as I always miss you! In every night when the stars fall, I count my loneliness over and over again. In a blink of an eye, we hang on to many things that we thought we would never forget. In the days when we never forget it, we forgot it. I know that I am not a good recorder, but I like to look back on the way I came more than anyone else. I keep looking back, standing still, but I still rush forward with great momentum. You give me a tear, and I will see all the oceans in your heart. If God wants to destroy a person, he will be crazy. But I have been crazy for so long, why hasn't God destroyed me? Will those loves carved on the back of the chair, like flowers on cement, open a windless and lonely forest? In this sad and bright March, I beat my horse through my thin youth, through violets, through kapok, through the flickering sadness and impermanence.

once you smile, I can be happy for several days; But seeing you cry once made me sad for several years. If I can be with you, I would rather let all the stars in the sky fall, because your eyes are the brightest light in my life. I don't like to talk when I look at the sky, but I dare not look at the sky when I talk. 3. Good sentences about writing

1. If the blackboard is the vast sea, then the teacher is a sailor on the sea.

at the moment when * * * sounded, you paddled the textbook moored in the harbor like a ship with the whip of the faculty as a pulp. On the desk, the problems are piled up like a reef. Your gestures are vivid like a flying bird, waving a beautiful arc on the platform-ships pass through ... There is no cloud floating in the sky, just like your bright heart.

2. Hope comes from disappointment, and rising begins with worry. As a poet said, those who feel hungry must digest well, those who feel urgent must be efficient, and those who feel crisis must make rapid progress. 3. Don't wander under the tree, don't meditate in the rain, and don't cry in the dark.

Look ahead, don't look back, as long as you have the courage to face it and look up, you will find that the haze of scores is just a short rainy season. Looking ahead, there is still a bright day, which will not make people feel confused.

4. The soft sunshine hangs obliquely on the branches and leaves of the pines and cypresses, which looks so quiet and solemn. The green lawn and the white cement road are dignified, and the footsteps are so light, but everyone's hearts are so excited and thoughts are surging. 5. The ocean of life is not like Xizi Lake with rippling blue waves. With the passage of time, it is sometimes as calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, and sometimes the waves soar into the sky ... People tend to become stronger after being tested by strong winds and waves.

6. When you are immersed in the warm wind, birds and flowers, green mountains and green waters, and fertile fields, you will be intoxicated. When you face the golden autumn season, which is as golden as silver and fruitful, you will be delighted. Have you ever thought that the abundant spring scenery is heroic after severe cold baptism, but the beautiful scenery of autumn is the crystallization after melting in the hot summer?

............ (He Tingting) 7. If you want to harvest fruits in golden autumn, you should roll up your trouser legs in the early spring when the chill invades people, and make unremitting efforts to pioneer, sow and cultivate until the day of harvest. 8. Life is a winding path in the mountains, with bumps and cliffs on the side.

If you fall, cry if you want. What are you afraid of? Don't pretend! This is frankness, not weakness, because crying does not affect the road, but it can add a sense of caution. The mountain flowers are gorgeous and the scenery is pleasant. If you are intoxicated, smile happily, don't pretend to be reserved! This is frankness, not pride, because a smile does not affect the road, but can increase confidence.

9. Love is a piece of sunshine in winter. People who are hungry and cold feel the warmth of the world. Love is a clear spring in the desert, and people whose right to use is on the verge of despair see the hope of life again; Love is a shower sprinkled on the long-term drought land, which makes the lonely and helpless people get spiritual comfort immediately. 1. The days are always like the spun yarn passing through the fingertips, slipping away inadvertently.

Those sorrows and misuses of the past have faded away gently with the waves under the scouring of the passing years, while the joy and smiles left behind will last forever in the depths of memory. 11. The melancholy mood has evaporated.

12, faded memories. 13. Smoke is burning in a peaceful home again.

14. Some memories are burned, others are buried in the bottom of my heart, and the age of innocence is like running water across the golden age. 15. I want to melt in the pink peach petals and wipe away the worries that have been in your heart all day.

16. I completely read my parents' minds. 17. Motherly love is a masterpiece that I can't finish reading all my life; Motherly love is a sky that I can never fly out of.

..... Zhang Weiwei 18. When the yellow autumn leaves are swaying in the wind, they float outside the school in late autumn. In the moonlight, my father's shadow is very long, and the huge windbreaker wraps my bony father inside, which makes my heart feel sour. 19. The true feelings in the world are like a big net, which always warms people's hearts, just like mother's love, which is endless.

2. Time is a poem with rich philosophy. Time is a camel, carrying the dreams of countless people. 21. The fate of the ship lies in drifting; The fate of sails lies in chasing the wind and waves; The fate of life lies in grasping, grasping and believing in life can make you young and innocent.

22. The past is like a song. In the journey of life, despite the ups and downs and regrets, the beauty of youth has not been lost. Believe in yourself, there is always hope. Let's remember that sentence: I won't cry if I miss the sun, otherwise I will miss the moon and stars.

23. If you fail in life, please don't write sad tears on your face. Failure is also a kind of gain. The most important thing in life is to have full courage and the courage to start a business.

24. I once thought that a helpless cry was all the vicissitudes in the world; A small setback, a memo is all the failures in life. I was fourteen years old and told me ... 25. The moonlight is quiet.

The raindrops pattered on the hut. Under the dim light, my mother sewed the clothes of the wanderer closely. Suddenly, a cold wind squeezed into the window gap of the hut, and my mother seemed to catch cold and coughed a few times with deep tiredness. I woke up in my dream and stared at my elderly mother under the lamp ... 26. At night, the spring breeze was blowing softly.

I sat on the colorful steps with my chin cupped, and another unforgettable thing came to my mind. All right, add points. 4. Ask for some beautiful sentences that can be used in writing

1. The hourglass of time precipitates the past that cannot escape, and the hands of memory always pick up those bright ones.