Stranded years, fearless past

Warm wind, rippling on the branches, boasting on the face. I stood quietly under the peach trees, hugged the spring breeze alone, and held hands with the spring, bowed and kissed the tranquility and serenity of this warm wind. The dazzling sunlight passes through the deep atmosphere and hits my confused eyes. I slammed my eyes and tried to escape a warmth like your spring, just like the fact that I escaped from the years. Unfortunately, the scenes of the past years are shown in my mind like a slide show. In the rushing time, how many backs, how many memories, such as smashing through my eyes, the people in the memories have been abandoned in the corner, but now I am hard to remember, even if it is only a subtle The corner of my mouth also makes me feel precious. The wheel of life turns my lost youth, and the faint sorrow is like going back to the image, and now I have become old. Inadvertently thinking of the past, the once heavy and full of faith was thrown away by me that summer!

It was that summer, you and me were in full swing, and you and I were ambitions. With joy and arrogance, I entered the free life of the university. Young is like this, but the dream of carrying the world under my heart can't resist the enjoyment of comfort and luxury. After half a year, we seem to be burdened by this so-called "easy" life, tired and disheartened, even if faced with the dreams at your fingertips, too lazy to reach out. For myself, I forgot the vows deep in my heart in June of the previous year, abandoned the grand ideals of the future journey, and even stranded the scornful glory of the white horse. In this way, our passing years, our time, just passed, I miss, nothing more.

The years have gone without a trace, and the years have been rumbling. In this exile year, I seem to have heard the resounding sound of the book, recalling the pictures that were submerged in the torrent of time and modern values, but long gone, and suddenly remembered Guo Jingming’s words, I know that I am not a good recorder, but I like to look back on my own way than anyone else. I can't help but look back and stand, but time flies, I am rushing forward."

Yes, running forward, greet cold words and ridicule, for me to face depression and laziness. Looking around the noisy crowd, I suddenly realized that I could be so calm and calm. It seems that the heart is washed away by the clean and pure water of the soul. There is no depression in my heart, no cynicism, breathing the clean and textured air, suddenly remembered Haizi’s “facing the sea, spring blossoms”, lifting the still full of enthusiasm and re-welcoming the March of the grass. The world is like this. If I am not brave, who is strong for me. Then it is better to indulge in burning than to linger. As for the lost youth, it is bound to exist, simply think that it is left to the time. At this age of no regrets, we are all heroic teenagers. The future life is destined to be wind and rain, and the world is changeable. But all the burdens and ambitions must coexist!

After the defeat, it was a sullen, that is the performance of the coward, I am not willing to become a coward. Today, I regained my confidence, standing on the rugged journey of my 20-year-old, with my determination and fighting spirit, I looked at the world with a more optimistic vision, and firmly believed that the bumpy injustice will be in my future life. Stepping on a horse Pingchuan!