youth

"I picked up the leaves of the palm trees, placed them in front of the slate of the green, and paid homage to the passing youth and the vows that I had known." This sentence is the best summary of youth. I cried, I laughed, sometimes I really don't want to cry, sometimes I really don't want to laugh, helplessly squeeze a few tears, helplessly squeeze a smile, just like this, everything is gone.

I do not want to laugh

I laughed. I laughed in the country! There are always a few people in the class who do not care about everything. I feel that they are good or bad, but I want to make me laugh. I really don't want to laugh, I want to be serious, my mouth is smashed into a word, and my expression is sluggish. But I really want to be at school forever, because then I can laugh, so I can have to laugh. Not at home, only learning, learning, right, and learning. At home, father, mother are so old-fashioned, telling jokes, they will not laugh. Speaking of a funny joke, they just said one thing: Hey, there is something funny, childish, etc., and then I am rushed to study. I know that they are good for me, so I went to study. Dedicated, then my mother sneaked me silently, and then just found a reason, and went out again. I know that she is coming to see if I have studied well, and what can I do? When she entered the door, I squeezed out a smile and said: Welcome the leaders to inspect. When leaving, say: welcome the leaders to come back next time. I think they know what it means. Since I have said that I want to review, I don't doubt me. This will only make me more sad. In the room, under the glare of the light, doing esoteric questions, doing the questions that I don’t know what to use for me in the future, writing and laughing, not a hard-pressed smile, really laughing, and the face is wet. It is.

I do not want to cry

Cried. Cried in the middle of the country! Parents are always like this, too annoying! ! ! I didn't want to cry, I wanted to make me cry, I hated to die. Once I was sick, of course it was not a serious illness, but my allergic asthma was committed again. It was really not serious. The biggest price was just a human life, but my father and mother care so much. They are in my cough. ,accompany me. The glare of the lights, wake me up, look at the table, counted with the national small arithmetic method, I only slept for 14 hours, time passed quickly, just still dark night. When I saw my parents still at my bed, I saw the spots of the sun outside the window, and there were dark circles that could not be erased on their faces. They are really annoying, why do you let my tears appear, why let me learn and let me care about the body. I started to say: You are so bored, stay with me for one night, don't go to work, go and let me sleep again. Then I drove them out, just for a long time, then finally coughed up, and the intentional cough was so quiet, just because I didn't want them to come in again, I don't want to worry about me anymore, because I hate them because I don't want to cry.

Youth, always joyful intertwined, when laughing, shed tears, when I cried, laughed out. Tears are hard to squeeze, can't squeeze out, smiles hard, can't squeeze out, can only be stupid, watching youth flow, thinking that everything is gone, thinking that everything can't go.

Tianjin Heping District Huiwen Middle School 2: Ye Yixuan