Grasp youth: 1
Brilliant season, bright spring, spring is coming again. Fifteen spring, summer, autumn and winter condensed the essence of life.
Shuttling on a fixed route every day feels like jumping out to find a sky that really belongs to you.
Lonely life, who will listen to the voice in my heart? Looking ahead, who will appreciate the wonderful things in my eyes? Don't always rush, life is not a few degrees red!
Young hearts meet but separate, and the beating melody evokes the loss and transcendence in memory.
Because I am young, I am fearless; Because we are fearless, we go forward bravely. The song of youth is accompanied by neat steps and bathed in the morning light, and we will fly to a wider sky.
Walking through youth and entering the flower season, I always feel dull and depressed around me, so I began to ignore the beauty and joy.
On the road of growth, beauty is like a roadside flower, swaying in the intermittent spring rain, blooming in the roaring summer thunder, blooming tenaciously in the rushing autumn leaves and standing proudly in the cold winter! Appreciate growth with your heart, then you will find that beauty is on the way to growth, and beauty is around you!
Unconsciously, my mind began to narrow, forgetting that tolerance and generosity.
"It is not shameful to choose happiness, but it is shameful to pursue your own happiness!" The mind is broad, not narrow! !
Don't start to distrust others just because you grow up. This is an outrageous practice.
I hope that on the road of youth, we can open the window of the soul, let the sun shine in and connect each other's hearts!
Hehe, I really want to stand on the sidelines of life and shout loudly: Youth is invincible!
Grasping Youth: Chapter II
Youth is the blood drop of will and the nectar of struggle-Mika.
2008 is a year of tempering will. 2008 is a year to test China people. However, we have withstood the test. During the landslide, he propped up the hope of life with green camouflage. He raised the flag, but he fell quietly. Under the black background of disaster, his 26-year-old youth is the brightest light. He wrote immortal history with sweat, body temperature and soul. He is a hero of modern society.
On the stage of youth, he performed the most touching moment with his most ordinary movements. He didn't live up to the expectations of the country, he died gloriously, and he was the pride of all of us!
He is Wu Wenbin-a little soldier.
Youth, gorgeous and brilliant
Youth is a rainbow woven with eternal hope and eternal yearning-gorgeous and brilliant.
He constantly strives for self-improvement, shouldering the moral standards of society with the tender shoulders of a little boy, and shouldering the responsibilities that originally belonged to him but did not belong to him. He dedicated his angel's love to the little girl who had no relatives and no reason. When others, when society extended a helping hand to him, he just smiled and declined. He firmly believes that tomorrow will be better.
The name "brother" has a unique weight in his heart. Because I am a brother, I have lost a lot of work in my life. Because of his brother, he had more experiences in life. His brother made him synonymous with today's strongman Hong Zhanhui.
Youth is as solid as gold.
Youth is an iron wall built with eternal persistence and tenacious toughness.
Be strong, don't lose, be calm, don't panic, open the doors and windows of youth, freeze the pace of progress, and knock on the ideal door with persistent belief and young passion.
No matter how many storms we have experienced, please believe that we will finally usher in sunny days. Even if the seeds of fate never germinate, we still regret 100 sowing, just because we are always looking forward to the success of 10 1 sowing.
2008 has become a thing of the past, and we still have to believe in 09. Then submit a satisfactory answer sheet to 2009.
Because we are young and have no regrets.
Standing on the stage of youth, don't let yourself leave regrets. Seize today, tomorrow will be better.
Grasping Youth: Chapter III
Youth, a pinch of sand in the palm of your hand, trickles down slowly along the outline of the grain. The tighter you hold it, the faster you spread it. When people and things are gradually blurred and suddenly look back, who is expecting you?
In the excitement of returning to school in the third grade, I can't feel the joy brought by the reunion of old friends. I entered the classroom and found a seat at random. Noisy voices hit my ears intermittently from both sides, disgusted faces came to say hello, and the teacher was directing the order of the classroom on the spot. I can't understand this worthless tone. Now I am used to right and wrong in the third grade, but now I am paralyzed and indifferent to the world.
Looking out of the window, I can't see the nest of the bird that keeps singing in the spring in the big tree. Too big to see clearly, I can only comfort myself. The same is true for people. The oath that was vowed in the past has now become a blank sheet of paper; My brain was spinning rapidly and my heart suddenly twitched. He appeared in front of me, so natural, leaving no trace. Li Xiangdong, a familiar name and my best friend, turned a blind eye to me?
Who has never loved a person, who has not silently blessed a person, this is not a bad precocity, but the softest place in everyone's heart that has just crossed the youth stage is quietly sprouting. Moreover, when you are old, you can't catch up with the story of youth.
The corridor was full of sunshine that day, and as usual, we naively stepped on the sunshine and walked slowly to the toilet. Dong Zi stopped at the window of 80 1 when he came back. Looking inside, a girl with a ponytail is taking notes. The sun shone through her hair. Suddenly, her heart was like an arrow. Of course, Dong Zi.
That night, Dong Zi sent a message saying that he was in love with her and felt that she was all over the world, but his heart could only hold her.
That night, I couldn't sleep, tossed and turned all night, and finally, I gave in. He is my best brother and I should do anything for him.
The next day, Dong Zi launched a love offensive, made a scene in her class to attract her attention, and took her friends to the school gate to stop her car. Afterwards, he said that he just wanted to scold her, not for anything else, but to occupy a place in her heart; On a warm morning, put a steaming cup of milk tea on her desk; Hand in his umbrella when it rains heavily, and then go home singing leisurely songs in the rain; I asked him why, and he smiled: "Don't live up to your youth, don't live up to yourself."
I gave him a white look and called him crazy. Dong Zi pouted and laughed at me for turning my eyes to the top of my head!
At that time, Dong Zi asked me to write him a love letter. He said he wanted to go further with the ponytail girl. I hope my brother with good literary talent can bless him like this, that's all. I was almost taught a lesson by an experienced elder. He squinted at me contemptuously: "Do you want my happiness to be destroyed in your hands?" ? "He moved out of all his happiness, what else can I do? alas
That day, he invited me to eat our favorite crushed ice.
A bolt from the blue always comes so fast that you have no chance to dodge. The girl handed the love letter written by me to the dean. Dong Zi's parents were called to school for training, and Dong Zi was ordered to drop out of school. That day, Dong Zi and I cried, crying so heartbreaking. Soon, Dong Zi and his parents left the place where he was born.
Communication is interrupted.
If we hadn't passed that corridor that time, the girl would have sat there, not helping Dong Zi write that stupid love letter, or writing me the letter's signature? So, will the result change?
If if, there is no result.
Grasping Youth: Chapter 4
Whose youth is a blooming flower? Whose youth is illuminated by a ray of sunshine? Whose youth is a bird's song?
"I want to go back to that free and youthful time, running and dreaming without looking back. I want to stand in the blue sky and sea and sing loudly, just like youth ... "Shui Mu's song" Bloom Like Youth "lingers in my ear, making me seem to see the light of youth illuminate my eyes. ...
Youth is full of energy and passion.
Recently, there is a movie called Who's Youth Is Not Confused, which is adapted from Liu Tong's best-selling youth novel of the same name and tells the story of "our own youth". Although this film is still the story of top students, rebellious teenagers and unruly scum in traditional youth films, the contradictions and conflicts in the film are more grounded. In the story, high school life has the pressure of exams and the bud of youth, the burden of life and the struggle for dreams, laughter and tears ... In order to prove that his dreams can be realized, Gao Xiang resolutely boarded the roof of a teaching building and flew in a glider. ...
Yes! Everyone's youth is full of blood, however, there are also many rebellions and struggles.
The blooming of a flower suddenly woke me up. This is the most precious gift God has given me-youth. And I am so stupid: in class, in order not to let the teacher call my name, I bow my head; In order to escape from the teacher's sight, I piled a high "book wall" on my desk. The teacher was very happy and told the story. My fingers on the "book wall" danced on the keyboard, and even secretly put earplugs in my ears. Until one exam, I looked at my deskmate's paper full of red hooks, and I felt as if I had a thousand pounds of dwayne douglas johnson in my heart. I couldn't say how sad I was.
When the sun ruled this afternoon, my classmates were all sleepy, but I was swimming in the ocean of books and indulging in the ocean of problems. When students are scrambling to enjoy delicious food, I always chew white flour steamed bread and associate with the ancients, holding a tender pen in my hand and waving a firm eye with it, knowing that the problem has become my "Reservoir Dogs", but my heart is as sweet as honey.
The brilliance of youth should have our attitude of struggle, so we should have the motivation to advance and struggle, listen carefully in class, take notes carefully, and ask the teacher questions if you don't understand during class.
Although youth is bitter and bitter, as there is a saying in the movie Forrest Gump: "Tomorrow is like chocolate, and no one knows what you will get next." Yes, tomorrow is like chocolate, bitter or sweet. Tomorrow of youth is an unknown chocolate, green or happy, but because of this, we should have the courage to taste the next chocolate, whether it is bitter or sweet.
The growth of youth is bitter, and its color is so beautiful. "I dreamed that your color was too beautiful, and the rainbow on the horizon could not compare with you. Struggle only to put on your holy colorful clothes. There are my footprints on the dream ladder, there is nothing wrong … "A small right" dream ladder "woke me up. From waking up to finding our dreams, we are always mysterious. Success is not a great man's luck, but one step at a time. Some people say, look who's good. I want to say that one day, I can climb the highest ladder. I know that the world is beautiful, and it is not a coffin for the dead, so why not let our youth live a little more chic and have a little dream? ...
Struggling youth, successful flowers bloom for us; Warm sunshine illuminates us; Crisp birds sing for us ... let's plug in the wings of youth, fight together and fly together!
Grasping Youth: Chapter 5
The footsteps of the new year are left in the firecrackers, the majestic posture of tigers emerges endlessly in the noisy streets, and the trajectory of youth is stranded, scratched and hurt in the torrent of time; Walking in laughter and tears.
I imagine that I am still, just a whimsical child, building my own fantasy world. But it is fleeting. I am a boy of 18 years old. Looking back suddenly, I don't know how many years have passed quietly. I don't know how many vivid images of youth have been edited on the road of youth.
Galloping past and looking at the starting point of youth on tiptoe, I began to understand that youth is the distance to turn around. Youth is a stepping stone to growth. Youth has given me a little youthful frivolity and also some elegant maturity.
Open the title page of youth and look back at the stumbling smile of youth, which is so beautiful and pure. In the sun, we sow gray dreams, gradually color them and show their vitality. We walked along the boulevard with lush trees, dragging a thin kite string in our hands, and let our dreams take off. At that time, we looked up and we were smiling all the time. In the smile of youth, I miss my parents' kind whispers, the scenery of junior high school students having a picnic, the scene of everyone playing together, and the joy of crossing the beach. Bit by bit, I see that we are growing up under the flying youth.
Youth, youth.
The joy of youth does not lose the bitterness of coffee. We have walked all the way on the road of growth, and the troubles and difficulties are still printed in the flowing scene, because it is a subsidiary product of joy. In high school, I was immersed in a mountain of homework every day. Every time I watch adults compare their grades, my heart aches and I cry. But after the heart injury, it was a cheer. Because the dance music of youth is surging for us: it is in its prime and cannot be easily defeated. Although we have encountered many eddies. However, we can't just follow it, we must firmly believe that the roof of youth is always bright. Although youth is green, youth is bitter. Although it gives us a green sadness, it is honing our maturity. In the next trip, I think I will not indulge myself because of my troubles and bitterness. We should keep a good record of youth with a positive attitude. For the fleeting time, cherish youth more, work hard and play the main theme of youth.
Memories one by one, exploring the traces of youth all the way, without losing bitterness in joy and cheering in frustration. Eighteen-year-old youth-we dominate, we make public. I no longer freeze and recall my childhood.
Groups of tough teenagers are pushed out in the rings of youth.
Youth, youth, we are waving.