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On a sunny day, the little monkey and the little pig went to the park for a picnic.
The stars are still there, and the years are traceless. Walk past yesterday. After immaturity, I suddenly look back. On the road of growth, there have been sunny days.

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The autumn wind slowly leaves the ground, and eighteen spring and autumn years have passed before you know it.

In those days when the years were like songs, I gained a lot and learned how to face life. Learn how to be a man and learn how to be dull between choices.

Looking at the vast sea, listening to the soft song of the sea: look up at the blue sky and feel the softness of white clouds.

Time is always a good memory. As harmonious as the warm sunshine in the morning. I ran back along the deep and silent time corridor. Until my youthful face blooms in front of me again in a vague space. When I went back to my childhood, I saw my childish face, full of eyes. Infinite reverie about the future, as well as the kind of expectation and innocence when I grow up ... childhood quietly flows away in the pure season. It is so short, so quiet. So good memories are hidden there-on sunny days.

Looking up is spring, looking down is autumn: the full moon is painting, and the lack of the moon is poetry. As time goes by, I have another name-(Youth).

Youth is beautiful.

"Youth, the spring of life, is the king of life. Flower of life also. " Li Dazhao's famous saying.

In the days of youth, the towering mountains taught me never to give up climbing the peak; The rushing water taught me to go forward bravely; The rugged road makes me face life intuitively; These beautiful flowers make me look forward to tomorrow.

The footsteps of youth are like a inadvertently torn calendar, leaving a faint trace of the past occasionally. When you open the window of youth and find the sunshine outside, it means that you are not haggard for falling red, sad for blooming flowers, sighing for the water flowing east and the sun setting west, not in novels of intoxication and urban fantasy. ……

In my spare time. I like a person who takes the novels of Jing M. Guo, known as the youngest contemporary novelist, and MP3 to places with mountains and water to feel the relaxed feeling brought by nature and listen to the stories of nature. I like to struggle.