Youth is my story, loving existence

Youth is used to enjoy the long journey all happened, the fireworks will meet the most abundant life in the city, and the charm of the time to form the future, and the realistic direction with mountains and rivers, I feel all kinds of youth beautiful world, but also in the vicissitudes of life spring and autumn consciousness of thousands of changes.

Youth is my story, loving existence.

Young through the company to young, young through a riot of colors to gather and scatter, every road is talking, my change comes from my busy leisure choice, my direction comes from my cognition, my later hidden my action.

My city holds my treasure, my youth is precious and lost again.

It is the distance between family members and friends, it is the elegance and custom of self-choice, it is the ideal to support the clothing, food, shelter and travel, it is the mountains and rivers arriving in cold and summer, it is the vast wilderness of lonely interpretation.

Or the ageless umbrella in the wind and rain, or the share of the wind that is not dry, or the perseverance of the will not panic, or pay in the meaning of the harvest.

Story is the language, full of power, that is the power.

It is different from the existence of quarrel with parents, but also the same occurrence with parents' approval. As time goes by, this is the communication of life, which can not be underestimated, and is the expression of heart. It is to fight for today's ladder with the cause, and fight for tomorrow's arrival with the cause, used to know, this is the growth of the real world can not be underestimated, is the heart of a kind of attractive presentation. It is the cognition that changes with the consensus of friendship, and also complements with the resonance value of friendship.

This habit is flat and stable conclusion, the importance of this interpretation is also the wealth behind.

Every motivation is the achievement of the mind.

Young to always youth century, not only one of my distance, but also the emotional world of poetry and painting, or the soul of enduring as the universe, this long way will be the return of the joys and sorrows.

My life flows my morning to the sunset, my life flies my rush is also shanshan, my way also into my art, my world is also comprehensive my morning and evening, my time runs to my city hometown.

Warmth means I have many parting.

It is the manor where I taste roses not easy in the outside world, but the inner world can always meet the power of greetings, is the warm spring breeze of friends and relatives. I bid farewell to the reality of a road, to the future of another road, and feelings can always receive the arrival of concern, is warm is the shoulder of help in snow.

When a person is lonely, he can encounter the same lonely heart, when a person is disappointed, he can also see the same disappointed blow, when a person faces all difficulties, he can always find that another difficulty is also the beginning of fate.

So warm heart is to become the moment of the most useful company, even if only powerless blessing have effect, even if only no effect of nagging are moved.

A don't two wide is also who can not stop the footsteps of the reality of life, a warm is the best logic, peer is the best method, their turn has become the turning point of life.

Slowly understand, this youth world is warm farewell youth reality, slowly understand, this reality road is warm to create classic warmth, slowly understand, this life life is to prop up warm year after year have warm harbor.

Just like reality makes all the cold wind, snow and rain, but reality also waits for all the warmth. Just as life leads all joys and sorrows, life can also change everything warm play piano chess painting.

The most abundant word in the future is that I am the warmth of eternal life. Life in the future the most poetic word is, I am your warm bosom friend. Life is warm wild, youth is warm walk.

Unconsciously all the way warm so long, an inattentive warm carrying city running.

Those actions become the language, as young as the old overwhelming, as the world has a mantra, warm early birth century vicissitudes of life.

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