Youth is a silent song, and the beating voice plays the music of life with the beat of the heartbeat. This is not an endless cycle of records.
Youth is a flying meteor, and every moment of the meteor is so short, but so beautiful and moving.
Youth is a delicate and charming flower. In the spring breeze, colorful flowers are blooming, competing for beauty, dotted with spring and intoxicating butterflies.
Youth is wine. The longer it is stored, the stronger the fragrance. Take a sip and savor it. It is strong and full of passion.
Youth is a precious wealth. With it, we have chic, with it, we have confidence, with it, we have uniqueness.
Youth is the most important and precious stage of life, not an eternal face. The most precious possession is to have youth, and the most terrible loss is to lose youth. Now that we are still young, we must really grasp it to be happy, and then we will see a sunshine avenue in front of us.
Youth is an important threshold, and there is a thrilling world outside the threshold. How can we not cross the threshold of youth? Because only when you lose your youth painfully can you get mature. Only when the autumn wind blows off the petals can we bear our young blue fruit in the scorching sun.
We should dare to shoulder social responsibilities and obligations with our own shoulders that are not solid enough; We should dare to face all kinds of disputes in society; We dare to meet the ridicule and sarcasm of others, but also dare to challenge others' unpredictable scheming; We should dare to endure the painful test in the emotional world, we should dare to set grand ideal goals and pursue them; We should dare to open up our own sky with perseverance and firm will.
After crossing the threshold of youth, we will gain more and greater happiness in the pain of loss! Once you don't make it, you will regret it for a lifetime. Even if you have the power to save the day, you can only sigh. Youth, like time, is gone forever and is priceless.
When we are old, a cup of tea and a solitary lamp will bring our hearts back to the long river of years. In that sunny place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, the most dazzling thing is the gate of youth. Life is like a little girl dancing in the square. No matter how unwilling she is, she has to cross one threshold after another, the most magical and mysterious of which is the threshold of youth.