4 1 Ban Gao Yu Bei
Outside the window, the rain is hazy. There are patches of new green on the grass. Fresh green grass tries its best to absorb the rain and dew of the sun. He keeps growing and wants to break free from the bondage of the earth. But ... I didn't succeed, but I kept trying.
Fourteen-year-old us, like this grass, have a stubborn breath in our bones. We have a pure soul and a pure mind, and we have a pure youth different from others.
When I was a child, I thought I would be happy when I grew up. In primary school, I thought junior high school would be very happy. I didn't realize until now that both kinds of happiness are only half right.
Youth? Trouble? pure colour
"Stop watching TV and do your homework!" Happy thoughts escaped from the castle of Grey Wolf, but I was greeted by nagging again and again. Not that I don't want to do my homework, but I don't know where to start. Tangled! Watching TV is not to avoid homework, but to find the feeling of childhood and the happy big wolf.
When will adults understand us? When will the teacher understand us?
Youth? Sweating? pure colour
In junior high school, the burden on my shoulders is getting heavier every year, which makes me breathless. But this is a cruel fact that cannot be changed after all-no matter who is sacred. Therefore, even if you use a ventilator to deliver pure oxygen, you should carry it with you.
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Thinking about the future senior high school entrance examination, I can only study hard and show my youth.
Youth? Tears? pure colour
The ancients once said: "victory or defeat is a common occurrence in military strategists." The same is true today. Just like an exam, you may not always get what you want, but every time is a harvest season. The harvested fruits are bitter and sweet, but they will all make people feel gratified.
Tears too late to dry, we will start the next voyage.
Youth? Joy？ pure colour
I have a group of lively and lovely friends who love singing, dancing, laughing and learning, like a group of lovely elves.
During the break, we sat hand in hand in the square of the campus, watching birds fly over the blue sky and butterflies fly over the green grass-we enjoyed the pure color friendship and passed on happiness to us.
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"Go to the West Wing without a word" Yi Lee may have really tasted its youth at that time!
Innocent us, pure youth, bring us a different wonderful life!