Stepped over is a song of youth, through poetic and rainy season, suddenly found: previous laughter and sorrow, have been quietly on the old pillow, rosy red in the eye as a child, taken away by the late goose, less playful and innocent in the eyes of the glory. Do not know since when have poetry, romantic themes have become daily necessities, future career, for earlier chanting "sunset is infinitely good, yet it is almost dusk", it now appears that only strong said worries about new words and ink. However, the growing costs has brought me a lot of worry about real ... ...
As time passes, in today's society, parents, schools under the guidance of the Trinity, in every students heart lays a solid foundation for faith. If you want to realize your dream, you need to first 4 word---"get ahead", so it creates an intense competitive atmosphere. Although there is no general always wins in the world, but reminded myself that over and over again "Waterloo", the sense of loss will gradually hit the heart, especially in high school, in the face of this fierce entrance examination to score future reality, once lost it will bring a new set of worries. Frivolous young me after several failed elections closed with meditation, why is evaluation by the teacher always well-rounded students would miss again and again who vote of trust, after a memorable day that trouble was my only friend. But reality tells me just a little more humility and less arrogant, a little more caring friends warm hands will come to you in the end, the growing pains it taught me the art.Many times feel like I lost something in your life, growing costs of this, he could retain a childlike air, even when the salty tears in her eyes, is now being dissolved into bitter troubles, some call it growing experience. No matter if his heart could have ripple of fibrillation, previous "youth" of heroism, have been gathering dust for a long time, even if we are not reckless, not impulse, look at things with an indifferent cool eyes, but it gives me many troubles growing up. In experience or in trouble, we will be more than a kind of temperament, demeanor, it's growing pains. Indeed, the growing costs brought many of our troubles like ourselves to maturity pay a heavy tax, but I like the lyrics: "the recent trouble ... ... I'm sick, but not chaos, I will quietly grow up...... "
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追答Small tree does not go through, how can grow into towering trees? Life does not have a hard,how can full of ups and downs? Likewise, never had trouble growing up, how can we really grow up?
Trouble, a word that even a baby is frowned, but it is an essential part of our growth, ourgrowth, is to make troubles to worry about not from troubles in life, began to grow up.
As a child, your worries are the stones in the road, you have to kick a detour; youth, yourworries are potholes in the road, you have to over fill it; when I grow up, your troubles is amountain, you have to climb over, or like a foolish move it.
Our worry now is the potholes on the road: the past is the best option, we worry about more than one fill to fill the time? As long as the foot stride across, on the past.
Sometimes, in the face of troubles should not be too rigid, with another, more simple way toresolve problems.
Happiness and worry is in hand.
Way of growing up and downs, but the rough is not natural.