Toward the Future Essay

The hue of youth is colorful, the dance of youth is graceful, the story of youth is rich and moving.

Into the youth, attention to our eyes changed, trust more than caress, appreciation more than care. The river of life, in the face of intricate interpersonal relationships, the vagaries of the world, tender and sensitive mind often for the loss of friendship and sadness, for the disillusionment of the ideal and pain, for the beauty and ugliness is difficult to discern and sighs, for the love of the hard to find and uncertainty. But the solid steps, full of life still make the youthful smile written full of success and self-confidence, with the will and perseverance, with the confidence to overcome the self, setbacks and failures can be turned into a wealth of youth.

We are the symbol of youth, vitality like sunshine as much as unimaginable, joy like wine as overflowing too late to collect. Now we are, the wings are full, we have to spread the wings to soar; now we are, drumming up the sails, we have to fight the sea; now we are, carrying the bag, we have to open up the world. Everyone has a youthful years, in this year's people are energetic, vigorous, full of vitality, diligent and thinking, dare to try, and aspire to independence ......

Youth is beautiful, but hidden behind the beauty of the sometimes another scene

Some people are conscientious and progressive; some people are mediocre, listening to the world. The first thing that you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and then you can go to the next one.

Some people are still naive, while some people are false - gorgeous rhetoric instead of simple conversation, behind the back of the whispers instead of the front of the accusation, expensive gifts instead of sincere blessings

Parents also gave us a warm harbor, wear down our will.

I was like a domesticated bird, not having experienced the vicissitudes of history, not having been subjected to the winds and rains of the progress of the times, not to mention the exhaustion of running around because there was nowhere to find food, until one day I flew out of the harbor, flew to the wide world, flew into the "fruitful forest", I was in the nature, I flew awkwardly. I flew clumsily, saw the fruit, helpless, but could not capture it, the domesticated bird did not exercise, not weather the cowardice will inevitably make her starve to death.

These are my challenges, I can not indulge, can not retreat, to bravely move forward, optimistic about all the difficulties ...... I want is not in the dream can also fly freely; I want to be able to spread the youthful vigor to every corner of the sun shines; I want to not let the sadness drift into my memories; I want the Happiness can be the traveling bag of my expedition.

Gently wake up your sleeping mind, slowly open your hazel eyes. Do not tie the slender rope of fate to the illusions of youth. When recalling the past, there will be no regret for wasted years, nor will there be shame for doing nothing.

Youth is not just happy and angry, it should be hope and responsibility. Youth has no experience, but youth is good to explore, dare to practice. Let us check the loss of years, weaving a beautiful dream; organize the mood of the rainy season, the aria of youth; taste the complexity of life, reverie the depth of life. Don't let the wind blow your thoughts, accept the wind's baptism, take off the tender past, meet the new beginning.

The road of youth, there is no end, I want to use my youth to write those unique music, open mind, flying mood, with a new look to answer the four sides of the earnest expectations.

The vast horizon is waiting for my departure, the clear sky, ready to accept my dream of flying!