Each people all have own moved and moved in search for power. I used to see this sentence, not understanding. Motivation comes from his direction, but grew older, I found that because there are moved, our life is wonderful.
I this age is should float in the sky and puffed up it. Now that blood hot, don't let it cool off. Since there are moving, will follow moved to weave the dream of their own.
I for so many things moved directly or indirectly change me lazy negative character. There are "rolling the Yangtze river east a mill" loss of the move, "do we also and not to volunteer, who can do without regrets" the attached touched, "is our honor life" the fellowship of the faith, "the Great Wall will never fall, WanLiHuang river writing" the spirit of the Chinese nation of touching, and thunderings dust that "we have the best players, most young thinking, the most brave fantasy, creation is our theme, young when our advantage.
That's right, really, because we are young, we earn up. We don't like the adult that all things carefully, in all timing, just step-by-step completed, we have, just one cavity warm blood.
When we throw all glory, the wire into white hair, can stand the ups and downs of earthly ride? The enemy had time and tide wait for no man, ChunMeng non-mark? Place oneself uninvolved, hither innings, which can truly forgo our vanity, transcendental came flowers? One hundred life is short, and did turn into empty, why don't you go along with the gender, put this burning blood boiling, not at all sorry. At least, not regret to know each other, not regret it play time.
"The real stray not far, sleep is not yesterday and today." Even if the dream vanished, and may the heart pity pity the rim. Even if this five years for college career will die, we no longer someone remember, may the memory, the thought is the marks of the interest. -although we are in a cold world-also had to in this cold world.
I remember, high school have discussed "destiny" this topic, I at that time point of view is that "life by day, the set by has life", but god is the destiny set several node, the attachment of the unit or do we have to go to their road walk, walk, to without regrets, just knows the truth of fate.
The leaves of departure is the wind the amorous tree keep?
Green years?
Remember a classmate connect and poetry: flow China YiJun yan sensation, waste into the world of mortals 18 years. I have a gratuitous a melancholy. Sometimes I feel I can hear the blood with fierce battle cry, so urgent desire to find a export to give vent to my emotions, but text is so small.
Night, only I lie on the bed, looking at the light slowly from retina dark go down, and the room began to diffuse a lonely dark, at this time is the most free time I thought. Looking at the ceiling of the I cannot see, I thought about the past childhood good, now the pressing high school life, the youth of the past and my future.
Each one a line to the road all have had to walk of reason, each of the way to go all have had to choose the direction.
Well, at that time the feeling it. Do a your own thing is really difficult, youth is too hasty, so helpless, but we still have to follow the own moved toward the front, isn't it?
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