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If I hadn't experienced this, how much bitterness and sweetness would my life be? Who is that song in the wind, that lonely and choked voice? Why is the teenager in memory still chasing?

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We are teenagers in the prime of life. We thrive in the sun, go forward bravely, and show the elegance of youth.

When the bell rang in a hurry, the students were already sitting in their seats quietly waiting for the arrival of the chemistry teacher, because they heard that there would be a fun experiment today.

When Miss Zhao came into the classroom, she began to prepare for the experiment. The teacher first assembled the generator and the collector for collecting oxygen by drainage, and then began to heat the potassium permanganate in the test tube. After a while, the container in the sink collected oxygen. After the teacher took out the gas cylinder, he wrapped the burning match with thin iron wire and put it in the gas cylinder containing oxygen. Suddenly there was silence in the classroom. Everyone craned their necks, opened their eyes and watched with excitement the dazzling light of filaments burning violently in oxygen. After the phenomenon ended, the classroom suddenly seemed to be boiling, with cheers, applause and discussion, and everyone applauded.

Under the scorching sun, the students went downstairs to physical education class with basketball in their arms and bright smiles. In this class, we need to train speed. First of all, we dribble around the poles and shuttle back and forth between each row of poles like flexible birds. The pounding of basketball tickles people's hearts. The boy patted his beloved basketball and ran to the basket to start playing basketball. Girls spontaneously queue up to train their 800-meter speed. Even if they run fast, they will be very tired, even if their breathing will be very painful, but we persist without hesitation.

In order to make our class more beautiful, students spontaneously stayed in school and put on new clothes for the class. Some are responsible for sticking cardboard on the photo wall; Some are responsible for drawing genealogy manuscripts and coloring; Some are responsible for nailing walls and hanging calligraphy and painting. As busy as a bee, although we were busy until nine o'clock, the nail-nailed man broke his hand, the gouache painted himself with paint, and the cardboard-nailed man rubbed himself on the wall ash, we exchanged time for the beauty of the class and our own happiness, and everyone was very happy and satisfied.

It is fate that our sixty-four classmates can be in the same class. Then, I think, before graduation, I will leave you with the best memories, okay ... everyone running on the playground, friends who listen to songs and walk together, teachers who teach you seriously, and us ... our young and elegant songs will continue to be sung. ...

Growing up is like a boat in my life, sailing in the waves. Sometimes it is calm, and sometimes it will encounter surging waves. However, my growth boat was not smooth sailing, and I also experienced various storms. For me, everything is bittersweet.

? Now, because I have grown up and become an adult, I am no longer a child in the eyes of my parents, but I have become conscious, courageous and knowledgeable. Sometimes, they will say, "You've grown up!" Lucy said, "You are no longer a child!" " It gives me a headache. No matter what you do now, you must first understand the "compass" and have principles. You can't do it hastily or carelessly. If something goes wrong, I will bring in a snowstorm at any time.

? When I was young, I remember how relaxed my life was, carefree and free, with no worries around me. But with the passage of time, the waves ahead are bigger and the sea surface is more tortuous. I became a primary school student, and the old me was gone. I am tall, I have been in school for a long time, I have more homework, more subjects to study, a heavier schoolbag on my shoulder, and the pressure in my heart has been increasing. If I were a child, no matter what I did wrong, no one would blame me, and my parents would be my "guides". But now that I'm grown up and sensible, I have to adapt to independence. I must be careful and think twice before you act. Compared with the carefree days when I was a child, this gradually widened the distance.

? When I was a child, although I would live comfortably, I was bound by my elders and others everywhere, and I was mixed by my parents when I walked. I fell, and my parents helped me. But I know that when I grow up, I will become an adult, which is different from when I was a child. Just like I am now, I am growing up and have my own opinions on everything. ?

? Sunshine is always after the storm, how can you succeed without experiencing the storm? My growing boat, although unstable and calm, is also full of all kinds of stormy waves, which makes me learn a lot and exercise a lot. Through my growing process, I really realized that growing up has some troubles, but more is happiness.

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The pace of growth has arrived, and the troubles of growth have followed. It makes people unhappy all day.

"How can you be so careless? English capital letters are written in lowercase letters; I forgot to add a decimal point to mathematics, so I couldn't turn my head; China people, what should not be wrong is always wrong. ..... the result is always! " Since the first day of junior high school, this kind of words has often been lingering in the funeral March. Sometimes it is my parents' criticism, sometimes it is my self-training, and sometimes it is my sister's sarcasm.

I also want to do well in the exam, but I always get what I want. The branch missed and was defeated. I didn't know who didn't want to do well in the exam, but everyone's ability is different, their efforts are different, and the "fruit" of harvest is dry and full. I can only say, "Do your best!" Yes

Life is only wonderful when there is competition-this is my comfort. However, there are still many troubles bothering me: a student, I told her that her grades were too poor; Daughter, I let my parents down; Sister, when I told her to set a good example ..., my troubles increased.

But in retrospect, it was too easy for me to get good grades. Isn't that a great loss of its meaning and people's desire to have it? Think about it, of course, a lot of trouble. But I have an opinion in my heart-this is true, but it is too naive, just like eating grapes and saying that grapes are sour. Hard work and good grades will not be delivered to your door. Trouble is still like a shadow, always with me. This may be much ado about nothing, but it should be the trouble faced by Datong University.

The solution to the trouble is to study, study and study again. "I'm very annoyed recently ..." Now I finally understand that this song sings the helplessness and confusion of teenagers in the face of learning troubles. Growing pains come, I hope I can resist all the "attacks" of troubles and learn to grow up healthily in troubles! ! !

When you are no longer curious about the world, you are not growing up, but getting old.

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Curiosity is a nature, a nature, and a spark of true feelings.

At the beginning of life, everyone has a strong curiosity, because the world is unknown and strange, and everything is so novel. But with the growth of age, people are disturbed by the secular, their hearts are tumbling and their thoughts are confused. In the pursuit of fame and fortune, I gradually lost my initial curiosity and got used to the mechanical life, and my inner world became empty and old.

In fact, curiosity is not a child's patent. As long as we are full of enthusiasm and desire for life, we will gain something and have fun from it.

Staring at the flowers, watching the petals slowly relax and lovely. Every time you open a little, you will show a victorious smile. When it is completely open, the delicate petals are almost blown to pieces, but it seems to proudly announce the surging beauty. With curiosity about flowers, I appreciate a painting endowed with magic, smile gently, and my heart becomes tender and affectionate, and my tired heart is nourished.

Looking at meteors from a distance, Mercedes-Benz is the shadow of meteors, brilliance is the gorgeous costume of meteors, and burning is the character of meteors. Meteor, rushing by, without hesitation, life is short and brilliant, adding a beautiful scenery to the universe. No attachment, no hesitation, no sadness, he completely sacrificed himself for a brilliant moment and performed the swan song of youth. Curious about the meteor, amazed at the dazzling moment, and thinking about the value of life, the empty mind can be enriched.

Look up at the blue sky and see its loveliness, cleanness, dreaminess and romance. When you are sad, look at its vastness, its vastness, the dark clouds in its arms and the black smoke in front of it. Knowing that it doesn't take dark clouds as robes or black smoke as yarn, it will always disappear. Be open-minded and don't be sad. When you are excited, look at its clearness, its infinity, the Hong Fei before its eyes and the eternal sun and moon in its palm. Understand that it is not proud of tomorrow, not proud of the full moon, and it does not show people light. Look carefully and don't speak lightly. With curiosity about the sky, I get enlightenment from the inner quality of the sky, and my soul is baptized and sublimated.

Welcome the dawn and see its purest and freshest light in a day. It is the most inspiring moment in life, the moment that can enhance confidence and desire, and the moment that can make youth ripple and fantasy flourish. It is like a crystal ball with divine power, which awakens our initial impression of life, awakens the sleeping cells in the body, and enables us to see distant things and things that are about to be forgotten. With the curiosity of dawn, we have a chance to look at life once, have a chance to seriously look at ourselves and have a more delicate feeling for the individual. Greeting the dawn is a ceremony of being illuminated and bathed, which endows life with new indexes, new perceptions, new inspirations and new discoveries. ...

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Curiosity, being close to nature and feeling life is a unique spiritual experience and a brand-new emotional course, which can free people from complicated affairs, break through secular barriers and purify their hearts. Curiosity keeps people's hearts from getting old in the passage of time, but keeps their original feelings intact in the archives of seasonal changes.

Let's be curious and grow together!

My youth, in ignorance, in stumbling, in secular rules, bravely advanced.

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Youth is half bright and half sad. It is a masterpiece that makes the gods cry, but we read it in a hurry. Inadvertently, the book of youth quietly closed, so that when we want to study it again, we find that the handwriting of youth has long been covered with dust and blurred.

Youth is laughing at us. It laughs at us for not knowing how to cherish, at our secularity and at our cowardice. We may be helpless, but under the guidance of youth, we can't allow you to solve it yourself. We can only watch it leave us with disdain in our lifetime.

Youth, so beautiful. But this kind of beauty will always be discovered by us when youth passes away. We will suddenly realize that, oh, time is golden. On the way to youth, we went to Tulane Peanut, but we were in such a hurry that we forgot to look down at the golden land under our feet.

Youth is intriguing. Flowers once bloomed in the branches, so beautiful that butterflies lingered and admired them, but flowers knew that no matter how beautiful life was, there would be a side of withering. Similarly, no matter how beautiful the youth is, it will disappear one day. I can't help but sigh, since youth will eventually pass away, why care about having it?

I don't understand.

The youth of this era can't be discovered, tasted, and even more can't be deeply imprinted in the brain and engraved in the heart by children in their prime of life. People emphasize the beauty of youth, but forget what is the difference between it and old age if you don't savor it carefully.

In our youth, we have long been firmly bound by the shackles of life. We can't break the secular rules. There's nothing I can do. I can only choose silence and surrender. Since childhood, I have been used to invisible competition, and every step is uneasy. On the bumpy road of life, we have to go on with a smile. This is life. This is destiny.

Even I began to get used to all this, and even my inner changes have not changed. Accustomed to save for a rainy day, accustomed to the days when there is no youth in youth. You can't take a look at the world. A person walking in the street, but his heart is thousands of miles away. My foot stepped on the fallen leaves and made a "click click" sound. For me, I'm walking on thin ice. With the ubiquitous competition, my heart began to twitch sensitively, and my life seemed to be at a loss. I'm afraid of backwardness and failure. Because of backwardness, failure means that you will be eliminated by this society. Therefore, for the so-called future, we must race against time, but forget that in our hearts, there was once the most beautiful word of this era-youth. Youth struggles in our hearts, but is left in a corner of the world because it is forgotten by us.

The repressed heart is not released, and the soul is full of jealousy, which is the best annotation for today's youth.

Youth, people give it too many beautiful feelings. But after the beauty, there is only sadness that can't be given up. I am used to seeing flowers, but I am afraid that they will eventually wither. This is the sad and terrible thing. I don't want to face it, and I dare not. Youth slips away with time. I thought deeply, where is my youth? How beautiful is my youth? But I didn't notice my youth, but I didn't know it. I tried to catch it, but I found my strength was so weak because I didn't even know where it was. This is me, both funny and ridiculous.

However, I overlooked this point. My youth has always been there.

Youth, in our world, may be really out of reach But what is closest to us is our own thoughts. You might as well open up a pure clearing in your heart and make a sincere wish to keep the seeds of your youth there forever. So we can all have our own youth in our hearts. Take good care of it, let youth take root in my heart, and declare to the world in my own way that my youth is always there.

Master Xingyun once said in his Buddhism: a pool of fallen flowers, two moods. Trouble, pity the helplessness of good flowers dying; However, musicians like to harvest flowers and fruits when they are ripe. Indeed, the relentless wind in autumn will take away countless emeralds every once in a while and bring countless sentimentality, but why should we be anxious or anxious? This is another gift of fate. "Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." No matter how the world changes, even if our youth is really "a pool of fallen flowers", as long as we have the desire to look forward to the fruit, we will no longer be lonely and afraid.

Life grows old with a roaring attitude, but youth can be immortal in the long river of life. In the outside world, many helplessness forces us to become unreal, forcing us to try to hide our feelings and try to be ourselves in the eyes of others. This is undoubtedly painful. But when no one is around, in our hearts and in our own world, we can be ourselves. We can freely spend our youth, laugh and cry without scruple. No one can restrain us. In our own world, we can sketch the sun and moon in our hearts at will, paint the picture of the future, play the chapter of life, and everything is as you wish. This is the youth I pursue, and this is the youth I look forward to.

Youth is a book that is too hasty.

This is what Xi Murong said. I like this sentence because ordinary words reveal infinite feelings.

Youth is a short dream.

This is what Shakespeare said. I like this sentence, because it is a deep regret, but it tells the sadness of countless people.

Youth is a wild rhapsody.

This is what I said. I like this sentence. Because that's my imagination.

Hasty, short and crazy thinking is the youth of our generation. Like a river, they communicate closely, trickle through our mature hearts, and finally converge into our huge youth.

What about me? Where is my youth?

My youth, in ignorance, in stumbling, in secular rules, bravely forward.