The color of youth: 1
Youth starts from scratch. We are all white paper, pure white. As white as white clouds in the sky, as white as boiling water, as pure as hot, as white as gardenia in full bloom. Yes, youth is white, but with the rotation of the rings, we grow up, and youth is not just white. Because in the running-in process of youth, we must learn to change and learn to grow.
Youth is more yellow. Yellow is sunshine. Junior high school life is really tiring. If you sit down every day, it may be all day. You should work hard in class and after class, but you are tired and happy! I used to think that time passed slowly, but now I am too busy to feel the tenderness left by time. Maybe my life used to be boring, but it's different now. I live a full life. This is a vigorous vitality, learn to enrich yourself in different ways, just like marching in the direction of the sun. Yellow represents my positive and optimistic attitude, and it was my favorite color when I was a teenager.
Youth is redder. Red is a hot feeling. I remember when I first entered junior high school, my classmates didn't know anyone, but after a long time, we became a loving group. It took three years to get to know each other, which is the kind of iron feelings that can be reconciled after being angry. Fight and laugh every day, struggle together and make progress together. In fact, youth means more feelings, more happiness and more passionate love.
Youth is blue. Blue is the expectation of the future. Fantasize about the future several times a day, perhaps this is the uniqueness of youth.
Time changed me. I learned to change myself and fill this white youth with different colors. Even if it's close, run over!
The Color of Youth: Chapter 2
When will you step on the next street corner? Who will you meet? Will the next intersection be heaven? -inscription
Open the pages of history, the gains and losses of the past, the right and wrong of the past, and everything fades from the yellowed pages. What cannot be erased is whiteness. I have always been used to reading my own stories in other people's words, and I was moved to a great mess later. However, when laughter has been blown away by the strong wind and disappeared in the distance; When the tears have been dried by body temperature, only long tears are left; When the pain is collected by the mind, only gentle scars are left. I just found out that the youth I look forward to day and night is actually leaving me. I have been afraid to compliment my own words, and suddenly feel the need to use my shallow words to precipitate my leaving youth.
In the imperceptible passage of time, I was not lucky enough to witness the coming of youth, but unfortunately witnessed the passing of youth. Time cruelly put a messy and clueless ending in front of me. Under the prism of memory, youth did not reflect too much light, but cast a few dim and fuzzy colors. After all, joy and happiness are abandoned in the unknown world because of the bitter lesson that the enemy can't beat, leaving only traces of injury everywhere.
After entering junior high school, my grades are not as good as before. I still comfort myself, don't lose heart, it was just an accident, but after many "accidents", my will was polished and my confidence was shaken. I don't know why success is always out of reach, but failure always accompanies me. After the failure, I hid myself in a dream and didn't want to face the cruel reality. However, my mother said to me, "As an actor in life, you should use your talents to play the roles of joys and sorrows in life.". Even if you are frustrated again, don't give up. Life is not smooth sailing, and the road is muddy and tortuous. " Yes, what is the pain in this storm? I want to create a life without regrets!
Since then, my youth is no longer a single color of black, he is full of fiery and unyielding, tenacious struggle of red; Dare to climb and pursue yellow happiness; High-spirited, eager for bright orange; Love peace and environmental protection; Pure and lovely, innocent and blue; Correct your mistakes and improve your cyan; Pursue the trend and lead the fashion purple.
Running with all my strength, dreaming of the other side, spreading the color of youth all the way, I changed the color of youth.
The Color of Youth: Chapter 3
In my world, youth is black. It should be full of passion, vigor and vitality. However, it is bleak, and there are only setbacks and failures. I decided to change the color of youth.
Black dominated my youth. After entering junior high school, my grades are not as good as before. I still comfort myself, don't lose heart, it was just an accident, but after many "accidents", my will was polished and my confidence was shaken. I don't know why success is always out of reach, but failure always accompanies me. After the failure, I hid myself in a dream and didn't want to face the cruel reality. However, my mother said to me, "even if you are frustrated again, don't give up on yourself." Life is not smooth sailing, and the road is muddy and tortuous. " Yes, what is this setback in life? I will never be knocked down by it!
That day, I was walking on a path full of rain, and it just rained. For plants, it is nutritious; For people, it is beautiful; For me, it's melancholy. I looked up at the sky. I don't know why, I feel dark clouds and the sky is dark, but it's daytime! How time flies! I am about to face the crossroads of my life, and I want to choose the future path. Yes, life is not smooth sailing. I can't fall again and again, but I want to find my fiery youth!
So I began to change. At school, I study harder to make myself rise and break the cocoon into a butterfly. At home, I try my best to help my mother share the housework and make me and my mother happy and full of smiles; On weekends, I often go to my friend's house. We are close to nature and run in the sun together, so that others can enjoy life with me.
Since then, my youth is no longer black, it is full of tenacious struggle of red; The yellow of pursuing happiness; High-spirited oranges; Pure blue; Perfect your cyan; The purple that leads the fashion.
I changed the color of youth.
The Color of Youth: Chapter 4
Colorful youth is gorgeous and beautiful.
Warm afternoon, we sit together, idioms solitaire, guessing game, is the most beautiful ornament. You say, I laugh, she makes noise, and the sun shines through the window on our smiling faces and silently sneaks into our hearts. Such youth is golden and full of hope.
On that afternoon when it was raining cats and dogs, I took the cruel report card with a depressed spirit. In the nagging of my parents, my tears are so urgent. Finally, I burst into tears and was indignant at my parents' irrationality. Such youth is gray and full of sadness.
On a warm spring morning, I'm too narrow-minded to roll with the punches. Finally, it became "roll with the punches, roll with the punches". Arrogance is the true portrayal of this moment, and when it is arrogant, it is the real "something". This kind of youth is blushing and full of impulse.
In the dreamy evening, we often encourage each other gently with our partners. In the political class, the teacher said, "Because we are young, we are not afraid of failure, and we believe that everything can be done all over again." Yes, we are not afraid of failure. Chasing dreams again and again, even if you don't succeed, you will stubbornly hold the luck: there will be another time. Such youth is emerald green, revealing hope.
Also after the rain, I went to the busy teacher's office, secretly put a cup of hot tea while the teacher was not paying attention, then left the room quietly and silently, and then smiled happily. This kind of youth is blue and full of "pure heart".
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In this youth, we are all satisfied. In our world, sometimes there is a bright smile rainbow, and sometimes there is dazzling lightning. In this way, with colorful youth, we went on a trip together.
The Color of Youth: Chapter 5
I hope my youth is red, auspicious and happy.
My mother thinks that youth should be green, grow sturdily like grass and learn step by step. I tried to discover, expand and study hard, and gradually realized what my mother said.
Dad thinks that youth is golden, just like the bright sunshine shining on the earth, which keeps the creatures running towards the end. When I failed, gold gave me courage and made me stand up strongly and move on.
Grandma thinks that youth is blue, just like the boundless sea and the boundless sky. I turn knowledge into energy, and then stand up for knowledge. I tried, and I made progress.
Grandpa thinks youth is black, as if the town is quiet at night. Listen carefully in class and do your homework carefully, and you can really do it well.
No one is perfect. "Gold is not full of red, and no one is perfect." "People are outside, and the sky is behind." However, as long as you try your best, it is not worth criticizing.
Although I don't have all seven colors, I have the most precious experience. As long as you work hard, you can have no regrets.
I believe that the color of youth is not only a little bit, but will definitely turn purple and white one day. ...