Growing up is very tired, youth is beautiful

Saying goodbye to the small time of the country and saying goodbye to childhood, we are holding a slightly mature face and walking forward with infinite progress towards the future.

They said that the life in the middle of the country is the same as the life in high school. It is the season when we should bloom and experience the storm. Therefore, the middle school is not filled with laughter and laughter like the national small, full of free and carefree atmosphere.

Moreover, when we have not adapted to this middle school, some things are coming silently.

When I was a child, I always thought that the middle school was very relaxed, but it turned out that I was too whimsical.

The middle school teacher is not as patient and careful as the teacher of the small country. The school management system seems to be very lax. I don't feel any learning atmosphere.

There are many students in the middle school who are not interested in learning. They are called “bad learning elements” by the teachers, and they are all arranged in the last row of the classroom. They often swear in the classroom, affecting the order of the class, and the teacher is arguing.

I hate the teacher's evaluation of them - the scum of society.

Even if they are wrong, can the teacher not respect the students? Well, maybe, I understand their feelings, they are not bad, but no one is willing to understand them.

Not only that, but how good the middle school is, it’s just a superficial phenomenon. If you stay in high school for a long time, you will find how depressed your life is...

I hate this feeling but I can't help it. However, fortunately, there is an interest in the school, and my friends and I entered the art interest group under the guidance of the teacher.

The art room is not big, but in the end it is just an ordinary classroom. Just a little bit of it.

However, I like it very much because I feel very happy and happy every time I paint with my friends here. We will talk about the topic of the same age, and make jokes from time to time. At this time, I hope that I can put their smiles in my mind forever and ever.

Because some things are missed, they will never come back.

Just like time, those memories of childhood...

In the small country, my grades are in the middle, so I often think that I will definitely be admitted to a good high school and a good university. The teacher said that being a man can't be too proud, otherwise he will fail.

Now, I have realized that after I entered middle school, my grades fell once and for all, so invisible blows, I was overwhelmed.

I can't stand this failure, but what can I do? So I have been smiling with a smile, I want to work hard and catch up with others.

But only the effort is not enough. I will work harder, and my mind is hovering over the outside. I am in a daze, even when I talk to my friends. What is it because of my heart is not clear to me.

At that time, I was not focused on my studies. Many factors came from my mother’s pressure on me.

I hate my mother's attitude towards me. As long as I have something wrong, she is jealous of me, or the one that is hard to hear. She must not know what effect he has on my heart? Looking at the mother described in the book, I envy you, why can't she give me some encouragement and comfort like them? But do you fight my self-esteem again and again?

So, slowly, I gradually began to rebel. The more she said what I was, the more I didn't care. I know that I am not small, I also have my ability to think, I know what to do, I will endure these, but patience is limited! I don't want my mother to be like this anymore... I am afraid that I will endure hysterically and suddenly come up!

I have a good relationship and a lot of friends, but once I get home after school, I will be alone. Many people in the neighborhood have children, but more are boys. You said that a girl can't be mad in a group of boys?

So, I started my dating journey on the Internet. Perhaps it is the distance from the invisible opponent, every chat is full of expectations. I can confide my unhappy and unhappy in my heart with those who have talked. They will also share their things with me.

I like to chat with them, not because they are special, but because they can talk more secretly.

They can accompany me through the unhappy time, and can accompany me across the hurdles that I can't face, and I can work with me to develop courage in the storm...so my happiness is their The friendship gave me. This is the temptation of the Internet. I can't resist it, I am lazy, and I don't want to resist it!

Oh! I have been in the middle school for two years. Now it seems that everyone’s face is full of tiredness. I am also tired and changed.

Now we are used to burying our minds in our hearts, accustomed to disguising our sadness, getting used to tearing out tears in nowhere, and then reluctantly raising our smiles to prevent others from discovering that they will not let others know.

Yes, we are very stubborn, strong is just a good word to describe ourselves. We are just a group of children who are still ignorant and ignorant. We are afraid of this path of youth that always has difficulties. Somewhere in the corner.

Who knows these?

Adults don't care about our feelings. Teachers don't understand our thoughts. What we can understand is not those who laugh at the reality and embrace the future together.

A lot of people said that our group of ninety-nine is very useless, less than after 80 and after zero.

Because the children after the 1990s did not perform well, their thoughts were not good, their attitudes were not good, and their brains were all messy things.

Ah! It’s awesome! I think that for those kind of dull people, we should return to the warm applause after the 90s. Thanks to their self-righteousness, let us really know what we are like in their eyes.

Really, really thank you...

Moreover, my grades are really bad. I can only pass the language and politics. I don’t think that I am really good. I can only think of the right way. Let’s go and let others say it. My attitude is really bad. Treating is eating, drinking, and drinking...

You said that I have lived for fifteen years, and I have failed to live. The only success is the hard laugh.

Time flies very fast, remember those wonderful childhoods? If we are not troubled, are we still running carelessly in our memory; have we not grown up, are we still laughing in our minds?

Have we gone through countless times of play routes?

Have we forgotten the cute children’s songs that have been sung for countless times?

Have we said that we have thrown on the hooks for countless times?

We will not stand under a big tree and look at the blue sky, blowing the cool breeze, once again holding hands and shouting: "XXX, let's work together! Come on!"

Will it...

Will it still...

Maybe, we are a little precocious, we can only quietly work hard for each other.

Growth is very tired, our youth is beautiful.

The second day: do not abandon the time