The pain of losing the college entrance examination was once fixed in the dark mourning, but in the loud singing, the dream will shout out hope!
The wind, faintly brushed the face, worried on the pillow. A bright tear, accompanied by the fatigue of 19 years old, bid farewell to youth. So, he waved his hand.
Say goodbye to the cold fantasy,
Say goodbye to salty anger,
Say goodbye to absurd obsession,
Farewell to the wandering that once felt lonely and helpless, like a life without return,
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Bloody June branded the children's backs with tears of July. Eighteen-year-old longing and hope are separated in an instant, and eighteen-year-old dreams are lost in the post station like running water in the war.
So, unwilling to fail! The figure is busy in the oath of re-reading, and re-rotates the sun without regrets.
Dreams are intertwined in the steps of darkness and light, and songs never stop singing until dawn.
As a result, colorful curtains are patiently and firmly rearranged in the humid air, and colorful thoughts are filled with regrets. Take a step forward and write a new chapter in the feat.
As a result, the river intertwined with tears and sweat was once again buried by firm eyes, and new hopes blended in a step forward. The heart is beating on the black and white keys, gestating the main theme of life with distinctive music notation, and playing the eternity of life.
So, yesterday's eyes walked on the road, and today's figure ran in the wind. Yesterday's lament is recorded in the past years, and today's oath flows in the depths of the soul and turns into blood precipitation in the idea of persisting in fighting against time for victory.
When the delicate wind is rippling again, when the messy thoughts are in the doomed footsteps, when the flat desert R0 Wa has the perfection of oasis again, and when the gorgeous flowers are fragrant and intoxicated again in the firm pace ... I look forward to turning the pupa into a butterfly, bravely challenging success in the forbearing pain and dancing in the fertile fields of life.
Failure is knotted in my heart. It seems that only smiles and tears are eternal in my life. Step forward to untie that unity, let the song of victory sing a firm and strong fear in the late spring of June, let our life be brilliant in a step without regrets, and forget the tears in our hearts from the second time.
A seed came out of the ground, and Yale told me that if I strode forward again, life would usher in the dawn in firmness and strength.
A plum blossom is in full bloom, and the flower tells me that if we stride forward again, life will be fragrant in firmness and strength.
Further on, I will be firm and strong in out of the dark, March towards dawn, and bloom my proudest flowers on the most exciting fertile soil of life.
Since then, victory has been used to interpret this regret.
Un Paso Adelante
I was panting and running hard, and there was chaos around me. Splash mud hit my face and eyes, polluting my sight. I never stick out my tongue to add soil, close my eyes and run with the roar around me.
No, I can't run any longer. My head hurts more and more. Every time my front hoof hits the ground, it seems to crack. Why? Why do I feel like running on cotton? My consciousness began to blur, my eyes began to darken, my eyes stopped listening to me and my speed slowed down. "Jia Jia, you must hold on!" Dad's voice came from my ear, "Jiajia, be brave again!" My brother yelled at me. In order not to let other deer collide with me, they all surrounded me. However, I really can't run. My legs are like a pot filled with lead, and there seems to be a huge magnet on the ground, dragging my whole body down. I'm going to lie down.
Suddenly, another terrible howl reached my ears, so terrible and ferocious! My nose banged, and I smelled dust and blood in death. No, I want to live, I want to run, I don't want to die.
The hope of life has injected new strength into my tired body. I gritted my teeth and started to run. Suddenly, my father stopped. What happened? I was just about to ask. The commotion around is getting louder and louder. Finally, I heard clearly: the cliff is ahead! "Get out of the way!" I heard a majestic voice. It's the patriarch. Let's get out of the way. The patriarch calmly walked to the edge of the cliff, glanced at the terrain and said seriously, "This canyon is too wide for us to jump over!" " "What shall we do? We panicked. There are canyons ahead and wolves behind. Are we really gonna die here?
"Let me try," a stag came over. "Let me through." "No, Andy! This canyon is too wide for you to cross! " "Don't we all want to die here? There is no other way out, only one step forward. " We were all silent, looking at his firm eyes, we silently flashed to both sides. Andy started to run, start and fly. Oh, my God! Almost, almost! "Andy" we cried, watching its vigorous body fly to the bottom, falling farther and farther, falling farther and farther. ...
The wolf's roar is near, and the noise of the deer is getting louder and louder. But I'm not afraid anymore. Looking up at dad, I saw that dad was looking at me, too, and there seemed to be endless words in his eyes. "Quiet!" The patriarch shouted, "Look at me!" With his voice down, the heads of the fathers have jumped up. Just as it was about to fall, another deer jumped up, stepped on its shoulder and finished the second jump-in the air, on the patriarch. The patriarch fell into the ravine, but it reached the opposite side safely. "jump!" It shouted. "No time to hesitate!" Yes, there is no time. The wolf's footsteps are behind us, howling and gnashing their teeth.
Pairs of deer jumped up, one rose to the other side and the other fell into the abyss. "Son, it's our turn." "Dad!" I cried, "I don't want you to die, I don't want to step on your shoulder!" " ""son, silly boy, stop fooling around. Now is not the time to fool around. Remember, dad will always love you. Let's go "
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"Dad …" Standing on the other side of the cliff, I looked at the bottomless valley. Tears brushed down, fell on the land, fell on the grass, fell on the bottom of the valley, and perhaps fell on my father.
The wolf roared on the other side, angry at the delicious food escaping from his mouth, and the deer stood at the other end of the canyon, mourning for the dead compatriots. Quiet clouds are floating in the blue sky. The deep valley still lies quietly in it. Who knew there was a thrilling contest here just now, a test of life and death, love and hate, giving and paying? Taking a step forward requires not only courage, but also selflessly leaving the opportunity of life to others and abandoning one's beliefs for the continuation of the race. This is true feelings and love.
Un Paso Adelante
Stepping on the rain and dew all the way, just to find the wings of dreams to fly! Looking back suddenly, the traces of life have gone through rough and smooth thorns, and the arduous journey remains the same. Looking around, the light shining in the dark is so beautiful and bright. Is that the light of hope and the color of victory? Chase, run, jump ...
Life is like three thousand streams, and a hundred flowers blossom. How do you know that success lies ahead, pursuing the true meaning of life? Just take one more step! You will pick the leaves of life, the wind chimes of the true meaning of life, play the rhyme of the true meaning of life, and enjoy the wonderful life to the fullest.
Take a step forward and the world will belong to you. Embattled, 8,000 disciples died in a pool of blood, and the beautiful woman drew her sword and killed herself. How tragic is the hero? On the banks of the Wujiang River, the reeds fell and the sunset was full of blood. Why don't you take a step forward? Jump into the river tomorrow and hit Liu Bang's children? For righteousness? For love? For the elders? The comeback is unknown, but the hero is remembered as dead by later generations. "When it goes against you, you can't die, but you can't help it. What about you? "
Take one more step and you will conquer the world! Shui Han, the strong man is gone forever! Knowing that the road ahead is unknown, you resolutely leap forward and disappear into the afterglow of the bloody sun. The hero was crossed out, which made Jing Ke's life, let the hero's life echo the hero's chord in the historical sky, and sang a brilliant chapter of the Chinese national spirit. Between life and death, the hero chooses to sacrifice his life for righteousness, and then goes to-to death to conquer the whole life. ...
The eagle flapped its wings and swam in the storm. In the storm and ease, he calmly chose to stride forward again-despite the storm. ...
Carp wagged its tail and shuttled through the blue waves. Between the storm and comfort, he calmly chose to stride forward again-chopping the storm. ...
Plum blossoms bloom alone in the cold winter. Between withering and standing proudly, he calmly chooses to stride forward again-starting the cold winter alone. ...
A hundred miles is half of ninety! Leap forward again, climb the top of victory again, and see the world heroic and magnificent. ...
Wind, Xu ripples; Leaves, flying on it. Life is like a red maple forest with red leaves flying all over the sky. When the dream is a little wet, the heart will turn red-shuttle through the red forest, calm down the distant rhyme of life, listen to the chords of life, and then move on-you will understand the brilliance of the true meaning of life.