1 We sow the seeds of dreams on the road of youth, but youth needs not only dreams, but also persistence in dreams, otherwise the other shore is ahead, and you are just a visionary of youth.
Youth is always spent in suffering and loss. This road is full of thorns, but the real dream catcher insists on building a wall in his heart to prevent intrusion and continue his dream journey. We read the deeds of countless celebrities and saw the same sign "persistence", as Ma Yun said: "Short-term passion is worthless, only long-term passion can make money." What youth gives Ma Yun is not a smooth road, but a path with nine twists and eighteen turns. However, he insisted on flying on the road of youth by relying on a dream. The reality also proves that his insistence is reasonable. With this persistence of youth, he not only guarded his dreams, but also realized them.
In fact, whether it is work, study or life, the word "persistence" is always inseparable from the footsteps of youth. If Ma Yun didn't persist when he was young, then maybe today he is still struggling as a visionary in a corner of the world. Youth is like this. It is not the lack of dreams, but the lack of persistence. If you are determined to fight for your dreams after sowing them in youth, even if you can't guarantee 100% victory, at least you have more magic weapons and more hope than others.
Youth is capital, but some people regard it as profligate capital, while others regard it as victory capital. The biggest difference between the former and the latter is whether they insist or not. Shi Tiesheng, a celebrity, lost his dream-chasing feet when the bud of youth just began to bloom. However, in the face of such youth, he did not give up but insisted on living. He wrote his life with the capital of youth, and his fate may be unfair, but if he gives up, he is doomed to have nothing. If he persists, there is at least hope, which is also a respect for youth.
At Shi Tiesheng's most arrogant age, if he didn't insist, if he chose to end his life to escape from reality, then he was a youthful escapist, and the eternity that made his life would no longer exist. Therefore, the suffering of youth should not be an excuse to give up. The more painful you are, the more you should persist. Only in this way can we create the real value of youth for you.
Of course, youth needs persistence. You should stick to the right course, otherwise you will get stuck in the mire.
We are all shaking the wind chimes of our dreams in the journey of youth, and we may feel tired, but a persistence may turn bitterness into reality.
We galloped across the grassland of youth and galloped forward quickly, lamenting the passage of time and the shortness of youth, but left behind fallen flowers and mottled horseshoe prints.
We stood by the long river of time and looked out. The surging river comes from infinity and rushes to the opposite infinity. We sigh our own smallness, and sigh that youth rolls forward like a river, but we can't see the rainbow on the river and the fish and shrimp jumping from time to time in the water.
We are always like this, desperately emphasizing the preciousness of youth, but wasting those precious little happiness in the past, constantly asking for love, and ruthlessly squandering excess feelings. The consequence of ignoring these is that you think you have the worst youth in the world.
The passage of time has left a series of shallow traces: love, friendship, affection, sadness, loneliness and injustice. All this once existed, once quietly engraved in a corner of my heart. But we ignore these, endlessly demanding everything, saying that we want more wonderful youth.
Youth is in your own hands. Don't ignore the little happiness you think is insignificant, and at the same time doubt your fresh and bright youth. Feel it with your heart and experience the most beautiful life of your own with your heart. Grasping those unknown experiences, perhaps, the world will be more colorful.
We find that the grassland of youth is coming to an end. We reined in and felt a little helpless in fear. Suddenly, we found that the flowers under our feet were so gorgeous that we strolled forward in this fading youth.
We find that the waves of time are constantly surging, and a drop of water belonging to us is about to be submerged in the vast river. Suddenly, we found the flying Hongqiao. We stopped exploring where time came from and where it was going. We let this beautiful picture unfold in our hearts.
Laugh, we still have youth, to capture those neglected colors.
This is a dynamic era, this is an unrestrained era, in this era, we have opportunities, dreams and growth. Standing at this age, we can overlook everything, be bohemian, and use our unique youth to find the unknown glory and beauty that originally belonged to us!
Like breathing fresh air.
Hmm! In the morning of the first day of junior high school, I complained, climbed out of bed sleepily, brushed my teeth and washed my face. In a daze, day after day, it started like this.
The sky after breakfast is so fresh, white clouds are like the eyes of the sky, white and bright and clear. As if I had seen through the heart of a teenager, I knew from the footsteps that I was rushing to make up my homework. I looked up and smiled, like a prank, until the white clouds shyly escaped from my eyes.
Before class, the classroom was filled with joyful atmosphere. I feel quietly and cherish this short-lived beauty! "I can copy my homework?" Looking back at this slight sound, I can't stand it. It's this begging look again. "Well, here you are!" In an instant, there was cheers. "Don't grab it, I'll read it first." I am speechless. I talked while looking at my best friend, and my pen in my hand never left the paper! "ah! Don't grab it, be careful not to break it! "
Little brat
Hey! I just got a lecture from the teacher, and I was punished by the dean for running fast! My second day!
In the second day of junior high school, I had a lot of rebellious boys who belonged to youth and were no longer teachers, and the words in my diary were not so neat. Inspired by youth, everything is not so ordinary, always have their own ideas, always have their own ideas that they love to do, always have their own opinions that they don't agree with, and always have endless vitality!
Youth reads childhood, and only when you lose your childhood can you cherish it. I realized that I was too young to think of everything too easily! Youth watching "Celebrity Story" knows that youth is not bohemian, what is needed is endless fighting spirit and endless persistence! Reading silkworm, Lin Jiapu, before thunderstorm, the old man and the sea, youth not only understands teenagers, but also promotes the desire for the unknown!
In the second day of junior high school, I began to fantasize, to be dissatisfied, to be brave, and vowed to have everything beautiful!
Xiaolingdong
Oh! The third grade is a year of surprise. I have never had a female classmate. The first heartfelt excitement and worry. I began to be indifferent, at a loss, disgusted and surprised at the girl's carelessness. The heart of youth was touched again and again, and I stopped talking again and again. I have never been used to the conversation between the opposite sex in the third grade. Start to avoid, no longer answer questions enthusiastically, and no longer introduce yourself honestly. Just listen quietly, listen to her talk about the past, happy, sad and quiet. In the diary of grade three, it is often said, "Youth is smart, not only for you, but only by fighting for it can we defeat the youth of others!" " So I was very tired in the third grade and got the first grade. My heart is becoming more and more cold and aggressive! Despise everything, eager to try everything! At that time, I ignored the time ~ friendship ~ beauty that I should cherish most at this age!
On graduation day, it was still the same. I didn't say much, but I listened, she said. In this way, my third day quietly passed!
First grade, second grade, third grade. Senior one, senior two, senior three ~ ~ The future is far away, and so is youth. The distance that you and I are pursuing has hope in our hearts, hold our heads high and shout youth! Youth is like this, dreaming, unruly, struggling and passing away. Some we don't cherish, some we are satisfied with, but everything belongs to the future. We will try our best not to let you and my youth know how to cherish! ! ! Come on, youth! ! !
Senior three youth composition 4 "Youth is a bright wound." Jing M.Guo said. When he stood out from the new concept composition contest and made his mark in Germination, there were a large number of loyal supporters behind him.
When I first read Jing M.Guo's Fantasy City, I was conquered by his personal language. Jing M.Guo's writing is desolate and touching, almost gorgeous. This style is fatal to a large number of students who love literature but have little reading experience. So I immediately named Jing M. Guo Lie as my favorite writer.
Indeed, Jing M.Guo's words opened the door to another world for us. Here you can smell the moisture dancing in the sun and feel the sadness behind the smiling face. The ethereal voice, the beautiful artistic conception and the illusion of encirclement are submerged and moved. There is a strange smell completely different from our life everywhere in the text, jumping with the tension of youth. The writing techniques such as reduplication, metaphor, parallelism, personification, exaggeration and duality can be seen everywhere in the text, which makes the text bring out earth-shattering shock. After reading straightforward stories and empty arguments, those empty symbols in mathematical physics enrich the texture of the article as highlights. This kind of writing has naturally become a trend after being amazed by everyone. It is not surprising that a large number of children fall into the trap of words without hesitation because of the temptation of fashion.
There is no doubt that words have a subtle influence on people. On the one hand, it absorbed the skills used in Jing M. Guo's writing and became a necessary weapon for many students to "bring it" to increase the highlights of the article. On the other hand, the sad and gloomy style in the article has also quietly changed some people's personalities. Once upon a time, Jing M.Guo was a pioneer of fashion. Contrary to what he said, you are naturally classified as a "bumpkin" by people around you. Many people also look at the sky at a 45-degree angle like him. Actually, it's not interesting. I just tell others that I'm a hipster and I'm not behind the times. To put it bluntly, it means pretending to be deep.
There are always some cynics among teenagers who think that the world is always unfair and life is not good. Coupled with Jing M.Guo's long-term admiration for the sad tone, it is normal for many children to become a little depressed. This kind of sadness has existed since ancient times. Xin Qiji once said in "Ugly Slave": "Teenagers don't know the taste of sadness. In order to create new words, they have to say it." Generally speaking, with the passage of time, this kind of sadness will gradually disappear, which is just a special reaction made by children of our time at a specific time.
The post-80s articles are largely based on campus life and are closer to our lives, so they are more easily accepted by everyone. But apart from normal sadness, Jing M.Guo's sadness has gone to the other extreme. In his works, in every story, the family is broken, the protagonist is doomed, the supporting role is bullied, and people's hearts are always trapped in evil. It is indeed necessary to criticize the darkness of society, but Jing M.Guo obviously exaggerated the dark side and spread the misfortune that happened to a few individuals to the public under the guise of sadness. Maybe some people read his books just for recreation and relaxation, but he described this society as cold and cruel, which made many sunny hearts gloomy. When the unfortunate world in his works is incompatible with the world we remember and imagine, we will doubt the goodness and goodness of this world. Some sadness that shouldn't appear at our age also appeared and quickly covered a large group of people.
We can't deny Jing M.Guo's talent, but his shortcomings are so obvious. For the sake of market and popularity, he has planned and published many works, which are inevitably shoddy. A book completed with very little time and energy, with disordered language, empty feelings and shallow thoughts. If you don't worship words, the seemingly sad words you make can only be moaning. This kind of hypocritical emotion with no nutritional value is unnecessary.
People have emotions, and sadness is only a part of everyone's emotions. It is inappropriate to regard sadness as a slogan in a big way. Youth is beautiful, but of course there are inevitable setbacks and difficulties. But sunny days are always more than rainy days, and happiness and positivity should be the main theme of youth.
Jing M.Guo's business model is quite successful, but not desirable. The standard for flaunting the success of books is not only sales, but also ideas and thoughts. Indeed, as he said, "Youth is a bright wound", but the focus of writing should be "brightness" rather than "injury".
Put away those unnecessary sadness, no matter from which angle you look at the sky, the world is just as beautiful.
The lost youth is like lightning crossing the beautiful curve of the dome, which is always out of reach.
The morning sun can't shine on the leaves in the afternoon, and every day that belongs to us is so short. We are only busy with its beauty, but we don't know how to cherish it The afterglow of the sunset is always beautiful in an instant. That lofty cloud, just silently missing, shows itself with a quiet beauty.
Youth is like a wild goose with no way to return, heading south. For your own pursuit, it doesn't matter what is fatigue or regret. It doesn't matter if you are desperate for your dreams and are black and blue.
In a blink of an eye, the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man, and the years have passed.
In an instant, the spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. Whose choice is the tears of youth?
Unfolded dreams will never die, and dreams without turning back are empty. It was an era with a past. Yesterday's wind has gone with the dawn, and those white dreams have already fallen asleep.
The clouds are light and the wind is light, and all inexplicable pursuits are filled with a cool smile in the boundless sky. When we set out with our dreams, we were awakened by reality, a game and a dream, how to stage a farce of youth!
Flowers bloom and bloom again, the wind continues to blow, the rain continues to float, the clouds continue to gather and disperse, and youth is like a feeling of eternal love!
It is drizzling outside the window, washing away the noise of the world, leaving only a harmonious melody. I unconsciously remembered a song-"One is like summer, the other is like autumn".
My thoughts were instantly pulled back to June this year. That year, the senior high school entrance examination was calm, there was no tearing of books, no madness, and everything was calm.
to see somebody for the first time
I am not a shy person, but when I was in junior high school, I was still a little timid in the face of strange people and things, and I seemed out of place with the whole class. Fortunately, a girl like you has changed my life. A few days after school started, you came to me, and I looked at you carefully, silently not knowing what to say. I was not good at communicating with people until your words broke this embarrassing scene, "Hello, classmates! Can you help me solve this problem? " I looked up shyly and my face was always red. In fact, my heart has long been happy, and finally someone talked to me. After that, she introduced herself to me: "Hello, my name is xx, nice to meet you." I just sighed casually. At this time, the outline of this girl has been branded in my mind. Thank you for appearing in my youth.
Things at school
With the passage of time, our relationship has gradually become fresh. After class, we will go out to play together and talk about some entertainment gossip. Sometimes we will "break up" with me for three seconds because of such trivial things as your idol is handsome or my idol is cool, and I will occasionally pay you back. There are some tacit secrets between you and me. Remember when I was "conquered" by your magical laughter? I said mercilessly at that time: "Don't laugh, others laugh very gently, and you laugh like hell." Look how powerful my poisonous tongue is. Thank you for dressing up for my youth.
June-different seasons
In the examination room, the bell rings, get up, hand in the papers, turn around and leave. Walking on campus, looking at the hurried back, everyone went home with their bags on their backs, feeling a little sad. This campus has left us every footprint, the sweat on the playground, and the flower beds in the canteen waiting for our rest. We have experienced a lot in these three years, and time has proved everything for us. It's nice to meet the right person at the right time. On the day of parting, you were depressed, held back your tears and finally cried happily. We listened quietly to the song "One Like Summer and One Like Autumn", which belongs to our youthful memories.
Parting is for a better reunion. Goodbye, my friend. Thank you for dressing up and coming to my youth.
Youth is a fine horse running on the edge of a cliff. There is no direction without blackmail from the reins. Youth is an arrow about to leave the string. Without the help of a bow, it will lose its way. Youth is sprouted bean sprouts. Without the call of the sun, it will sleep underground. ...
On the way of growing up, there will always be strength to support you, maybe it's just a small matter, maybe it's a smile, maybe it's a grief, maybe it's an old letter. Maybe, some people always ignore it, maybe some people will be affected, maybe some people will be depressed, maybe some people will be excited. Life is wonderful every day, and everyone plays a different dancer. As long as we grasp the melody of life, life will have different colors.
Youth is a gray rebellious period, which needs colorful pigments to decorate it. Everyone has a different background color and will draw a different blueprint.
Struggle is a blue pigment. Look, the elves are struggling, and the little hands are interpreting the soul of struggle. Everyone is making progress, trying to make progress, and doodling for life.
Innocence is a green pigment. Those dancing and energetic angels have innocent smiles on their faces. Innocence is their nature, loveliness is their instinct, and pure hearts flourish until one day they can open the window of youth.
Happiness is a red pigment. When happiness is floating in the sky, everyone's eyes only have happiness, no worrying thoughts, no worrying memories and no sad misfortunes. Only happiness, only happiness, so that every unhappy factor will dissipate.
Sadness is a black pigment. When you are sad, a person's sky is not gorgeous, only accompanied by the night. In fact, if you look at the world from another angle, you may find a different day. Nothing will last long, and neither will sorrow. A flash in the pan will turn everything into a sunny day. There is no need to mourn yourself all the time. If you can't hold the sand, you might as well raise it!
Give your youth a rainbow and make it colorful. Don't let your youth go up in smoke because of a trivial matter. Instead of being pessimistic, it is better to let go and let nature take its course. Nothing is impossible. As long as you have a calm heart, the world is full of your stage. ...
Youth is the flower of life; Youth is the spring of life. Youth is the spirit of the times; Youth is a treasure that cannot be preserved for a long time. Youth is the hope of creating everything; Youth is an exciting note. Youth is the continuous drizzle in March, dripping the hazy path in front of the window. Youth is a sports shoe full of fashion on the field, and it is the pursuit of flower season. Let's draw an arc of hope for youth with fiery passion, wipe out a ray of gorgeous sunshine, write a green ballad and write a glittering life.
Youth is like a song. Every little flower in Yuan Yeli, every ray of moonlight in the night sky and every smile on his face are touching chapters in this song.
Youth is like a painting. Every bird in the forest, every butterfly flying in the sun and every white cloud floating in the blue sky are all beautiful colors in this painting.
The song of youth is a light kite, flying in the struggling sky forever. The song of youth is a flute in Qingyuan, echoing in the hearts of wanderers forever.
Youth painting is a colorful season. It tells about the tenderness of spring, the magnificence of summer, the depth of autumn and the flawless winter.
The youthful sky is accompanied by childishness and covered with dark clouds; More energetic, sail forward. There is a sky of wisdom, an ocean of knowledge, a paradise for students and a cradle of talents in the chest of youth.
Young * * * and China were created by great men, and the brilliance of * * * and China was created by our younger generation. Friends, let's join hands in the new year, cherish our youth, work hard and sing all the way. I believe our tomorrow will be better.
Do you remember that hot and dry summer?
That's the years we walked together, along the way, we walked hand in hand, rain or shine. We just parted ways because of a senior high school entrance examination. What I remember most is the summer without any feelings, as if everything was so familiar and strange, but at that time you were calm and a little active.
Half a month before the senior high school entrance examination, it seems that we are all little people, not a little nervous, just playing various small games arm in arm. You will amuse me and take me to put the folded paper boat in the river. You said it would carry our youth to find our own dreams. I didn't know how long this dream would last. I am afraid that one day it will turn left and right like the plot in the story.
Ruthless June is like an uninvited guest. I opened my mouth when I saw that you filled in Huining No.4 Middle School on the volunteer form. Actually, I also filled in Huining No.4 Middle School. I'm a little scared, afraid of this unusual exam. You said, don't be afraid, I'm here. Seeing your calm appearance, I feel that there is an invisible force encouraging me to stick to it.
After the exam, none of us checked our scores because we knew ourselves too well. There is a simple reason. We didn't try. When the summer vacation was over and the school was about to start, I saw two strangers gesticulating with their parents in the distance. That is, from that moment on, the years of studying hard in the cold window between us ended, and your youth sailed to another "deep sea". I chose to continue the night light.
After half a year, you fled the technical school privately, and your parents didn't resist. It is said that Huining Electronic Industry School is a school with a bad reputation. At this time, you have completely lost your childishness and changed into a mature and stable age of 17. After a change, I understand a lot of things I can't say. That kind of feeling is intertwined in my heart and merged into dots before dawn. Instead of being upset, I have more experience to make up for lost years.
I didn't even see you for the last time when you left. I just silently wished you well. I'm afraid I'll cry after seeing you and break your heart. I want you to walk freely. Then I saw the note you left me, written so neatly, filled with faint ink and strong sisterhood. The last few words are a little vague. I know you are crying. You once said that the youth you chose has no regrets, so I believe that our choice is not wrong.
When I once again set foot on the "battlefield" without swords and shadows and rivers of blood, I played 300 rounds with your encouragement and in the past years, becoming the first woman in our village to go to high school. At the same time, I heard such news about you; In the past year and a half, everyone else has achieved fruitful results, but you have nothing. Instead of earning a penny for your family, you ask for money from your family. Your parents love you and are helpless, but you can't get through on the phone. Stubbornness is your nature. I have no face to go home and spend the New Year outside. Later, you began to send money home, because I always believed what you said: youth has no regrets.
As a member of No.4 Middle School, I know the heavy responsibility I shoulder. I study hard, work hard and cherish this hard-won learning opportunity, just like a hungry fish swimming in the ocean of knowledge, showing my youth and flying my dreams.
Now, my yearning has not diminished, and it has become my motivation to learn. You know, I've always been a good boy. When I learned that you had a boyfriend at the age of 2 1 and put on a wedding dress and embarked on your own road to happiness, I would still spend a happy and fulfilling day amid doubts. I also believe that as long as I pay, even if I get a little return, I have no regrets.
The years of youth sail to the harbor of childhood, and youth is a flick of a finger. Your youth is dedicated to happiness. I will tie my youth in the endless sea of questions, so that the regretless youth can feel the beauty of "hands can pick stars" and the happiness of "spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and Chang' an flowers can be seen in one day".
Youth is a string of wind chimes. Looking back on the past years, it is full of happiness and bitterness, and it is also full of affection that blood is thicker than water. Looking at this string of beautiful wind chimes, I want to tell myself to bid farewell to the beautiful past and summon up courage to sail to the distant future, because youth has no regrets!