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Unbearable


Until now, I still can't read the meaning of youth. It’s just gloomy in those years that have passed, with the pain of the stars, the slightest sweetness around the silk, and the unclear feelings.

Every girl is the same, and they have gone through a period of ignorance. I call those years "youth." It is precious, I can't afford it, although these are later comprehensions, but I know that there is no regret here.

I remember that I liked the boys in my class. At that time, I said love. Now, with a smile on his lips, he laughs at the naiveness of the original. I know love, this is true. I hurt, cry, cry and tear my heart. I don't know how the future is, but I hold it now. On this road, there must be a friendship. I once married Jinlan and vowed for a long time, but in the end, I won’t say hello when I meet. But I believe in friendship, because in the end I still have a residue. It gives me the medicine to give me the strength, give me the power to be born again, thank God that I did not put me to death, I still laugh children.

Now, step into the country, grow up, and learn to be a man. I will not ignore boys, and I will not discard my girlfriends. Not to trample on yourself for ridiculous fantasies. Never be decadent for eagerness.

First day: youth should lose

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