Life should be wasted on good things

I accidentally thought of the composition network, opened it, and submitted six articles, because the five articles were published on other websites and were rejected by the cold. Leave a copy of "Recalling the World".

Like a piece of cold and sweet candy, it was solitary and condensed on the drawing board, and the rest of the articles I thought were more colorful and dazzling, and were cut off. Really unexpected.

That was conceived in the fifth and sixth grades, like a messy line draft waiting to be completed. When I finished the sixth grade, I finally got out of the way to perfection. I used to think that the plot of the treasure is in my eyes. Even now I am looking back on the first day, even the pen is not very satisfactory. Fortunately, a few comments in the text gave me enough patience, and I read it again. A lot of regrets. Can also be regained a lot, there are some wonderful descriptions are not forgotten to be forgotten.

Suddenly, I had the idea of ​​writing a text. Open Word and the inspiration for the water is still so embarrassing. Without thinking, I sat in front of the computer and pressed the buttons one by one to come back and forth. Write an essay, this flag of rising avatars, hunting and encouraging, people can not bear to refuse. Ok, just write an essay. Perhaps it is such a boring time to cut a lot after entering the first day, even the preciousness is precious, why not take the opportunity to play the computer when you are stuck in the time, but here is awkward, meaningless, but happy in my heart. The absurdly wrote this essay.

Life should be wasted on good things. I smiled and finally found a reason for myself. How much I like how much I am willing to waste this time, throwing a summer, a round of age, wasting music to Jing'an or you; wasting a mournful or warm flower; wasting a light cat to waste a cool sugar, wasting Give love to the words and loved ones. But more often, these wastes are shameful, embarrassing, and need to be introspected; like Zhu Ziqing's prose should be head and tears, because we are wasting what time, because we are teenagers.

Speaking of a teenager is like a carefree synonym, but I finally got into the middle of the country, but I feel that the commandment of exam-oriented education is even more embarrassing. They have a grand head: you are a middle school student, you should be stricter and harder. So we had to do it; the music was turned off, the flowers withered, and there was no longer a cat passing through and no sugar on the tip of the tongue, let alone talking about my favorite words. The faint light and the faint light of the slanting traces suddenly disappeared. Fortunately, I am still a friend.

Hidden in my heart, in my memory, such a beautiful thing, I need to walk through a long, long, gray road, and I can waste my time on it without any cost. Before this, the road still has to go; learning is to learn.

It is also necessary to learn to be lazy. Occasionally the sun, don't hesitate, juvenile; spend your life on good things.

First day: Gao Hui