Whose youth is not so standing in the wind and waves of time. I've been sitting in the classroom for half of my junior high school life, and the sound of my classmates reading aloud is ringing in my ears. The breeze lightly brushed across the face, inadvertently looked out the window. Outside the window, the sun's golden light quietly draped in a handsome tree, the leaves gently riding the wind played a few rolls after falling.
So beautiful outside the window, but a million uncertainties.
For me, the classroom window was the future. That thousands of daydreams, that moment of uncertainty may come from there. Lu You once said: ? The mountains are heavy and there is no way out, the darkness is bright and there is another village?
The first time I saw the movie, I was able to get a good look at the movie.
Junior high school life can be said to be about to turn the corner, which means that the world outside the window closer to me. Candles look forward to burning, birds look forward to flying; the frozen winter looks forward to the arrival of spring; I look forward to the window. I remember when I first entered junior high school, my science scores are a mess and I do not take it seriously, parents know, they educate me and I just left ear into the right ear out. I didn't think too much about it. However, my mother's words still affect me, that night my mother invited me to the living room, I thought she would criticize me as usual, but I was wrong. She said to me meaningfully? Have you thought about your future? I was puzzled. The future to think about yourself when the time comes. I went back to my room and I thought: do I look forward to the future? At that time, my thoughts may not be as mature as now, I just think I just need to listen carefully in class, after class homework seriously write, my future will be very good. Such efforts to maintain a period of time, or in the first year of an occasional science exam, although not a good test, but the teacher said to me that my grades in the placement test and now really improved a lot, but also at that time I felt the pleasure of progress, perhaps? Expectation? Let me have the motivation to persevere.
Now my idea does not seem to be as simple as before, maybe not just have good grades will have a good future. I look forward to seeing the glittering future in the good, the simplest may be the wind outside the window chasing the sun; perhaps the amusement park Ferris wheel, flashing colorful neon lights, so eye-catching, so beautiful, so desirable. The first semester of the second year, midterm exams that time the tedious exams make me helpless, I leaned on the railing in front of the classroom, I saw the withered leaves falling, that is a different kind of beauty, once young, they were in a flash, like a butterfly with broken wings, fell into the infinite silence. But I firmly believe that they are not falling, but in search of a never-fading spring.
So think outside the window may be beautiful, is alive. I look forward to each day, that is, I look forward to the window full of unknown but beautiful.
Yesterday I cried, I look forward to tomorrow is a day of bright smiles.
Yesterday I laughed, I look forward to tomorrow is a better day.
Yesterday I was tired, and I look forward to a relaxing day tomorrow.
It was beautiful outside the window, no in can look forward to, such a beautiful expectation, beautiful in do not know the result.
I hope that one day in the future, the wind outside the window dissolved in the sun, the warmth into the house, the hyacinth on the windowsill no longer look forward to anything, because, strangers in bloom.
Expectation, the window of eternal beauty.
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