In retrospect, we have some choices and some decisions

As a rural child, I said that the first thing that came to mind was of course my childhood friends.

Nostalgic for those days when we played together, with everyone holding a big push of cards in their hands, this is how we live in a day.

Nostalgia for those years of summer as a blockade, we chased the cry of knowing, we frolicked in the jungle, and we rolled in the river.

I miss the big tree in front of my house, we are above, and my family is below.

I miss the hungry girl at the same table, and once upon a time I also secretly thought about our future days.

I miss the yellow mud land behind the school gate after school, which has been pressed to the point that it can no longer be tightened, it is our paradise.

For a native Chinese child, I believe that the first thing that most people think of when they talk about youth is the school, the classroom, the people, and of course, the relationship that has no ending. <>

After all, we spent our youth on campus. That's right, we don't know what fear is, we just be stubborn like a cow, always trying to rush forward, even if we are covered in bruises.

Nowadays, movies and TV series about youth are a more sought-after theme, but many works in the mainland are plots of tearing, early love, framing, and abortion. It's all about overconsuming the good memories of our youth. Although there is such a situation in the current society, it is a small part after all, so I prefer to watch Taiwanese movies for youth, such as "The Girl We Missed in Those Years".

and "My Girlhood", because it is relatively small and fresh, it is also close to our youth. <>

In the mainland, I am more optimistic about "Geng Geng Yuhuai", although this is an online drama, it is closer to the youth of most of our Chinese students, and the most different thing is that the ending in reality will not be so good. But in this drama, there are not so many tears and abortions, just some simple ignorance and heartbeat.

In my youthful memory, the girls in the class are very united, and there are few gangs that hate each other like in the TV series now, but there will be a few who play particularly well. <>

For example, there were four girls in my team, so we nicknamed us "Gang of Four", and our favorite thing to do was to go to the toilet hand in hand. Or to discuss who on campus is with so-and-so. There is also gossip about the crush of his sisters.

In our youth, we are all bold, but we are very timid in love. Or to discuss the fiercer teacher. Of course, there will be no shortage of how to cheat each other.

That's what I think of as youth.

Youth is beautiful, but it's short-lived. Maybe it's beautiful because of the transience. Maybe it's because good things are ephemeral. But youth has no regrets.

When I think I think of my youth, the first thing that comes to mind is my high school years.

I feel that my youth should be in the three years of high school, before junior high school was too immature to understand anything, what about college, it is like stepping into a small society, a little more sophisticated, but also a little less youthful, in my opinion, high school is where most people's youth shows.

First of all, the most impressive thing for me during high school was the exam, all kinds of exams were for the final college entrance examination, at that time, the first and second years of high school were quite easy, and the third year of high school was a difficult time, but it was also a difficult time for everyone, at that time, there was a lot of homework every day, usually the evening self-study could not be done, and after returning to the dormitory, I had to continue to do it, and I had to memorize words after doing it, and sometimes it would be too late, so I would get up early in the morning to memorize, and I usually took many classes. Especially when it comes to the final sprint time, it's all the main course, every day is an endless class, an endless homework, at that time I really wanted to escape, very bored, I really wanted to hurry up the college entrance examination, hurry up to college, but now after going to college, I know that it is the time I miss the most, it can be said that although high school is hard, but at that time there were dreams, sweat, and hard work, that is youth.

When I was in high school, I still felt that the person I liked in high school may be the person I miss the most in the future, and the love I talked about in high school was not as childish as in junior high school, nor was it worldly in the future, it was a very pure feeling, a very beautiful campus time, but we couldn't go back.

But it still lives up to the most beautiful youth campus time.

It's a non-mainstream phrase, but I still like it.

Time is not old, we are not separated.

When I talk about my youth, the first thing that comes to my mind is my high school self.

Youth has always been synonymous with beauty, beauty, vitality and vigor, and it is the best period of a person's life. This is a period of melancholy and enthusiasm, and this is an age of blood and suffering.

The whole high school period is a witness and bearer of our youthful life. In high school, we all met the person we liked, experienced pain, sorrow, joy and joy, and felt the excitement of success and the torture of failure. We have our own thoughts, our own views on everything in the world and society; We have our own attitudes, and we all know what is right and what is wrong!

We are so energetic in adolescence. We have all chased our youth when the sun sets, we have all sweated on the railing of the campus, and we have left our footprints on the green grass. Especially when we were in high school, we were all working hard, and all the vigor and vitality seemed to be inexhaustible, as if there was a source of living water.

No matter how much we roll on the waves, the young body will never feel tired.

When we were young, we were so spirited. We proudly raise our young heads, and the world is slowly opening its arms to us in our eyes, waiting for us to trample and conquer. We are like newborn calves, dreaming that we can change the world and change the future.

We are confidently dancing with a young and vigorous posture, blooming with moving brilliance to the world!

Speaking of youth, the first thing I think of is my efforts, time flies, this year I am twenty-one, all say sixteen-year-old youth, seventeen-year-old flower season, eighteen-year-old sky, now I have transitioned to the adult world. Speaking of my youth, I didn't fall in love, I didn't fight, I didn't skip class, I didn't smoke or drink, I didn't have all kinds of rebellious behaviors, they all said that if your youth didn't drink, didn't smoke, didn't fight, didn't skip class, didn't fall in love, your youth was fed to the dog? When I saw this sentence, I was amazed, my youth had hard work, friendship, joy, pressure, motivation, and all kinds of small stories.

Dating back to my junior high school, I remember that some of my junior high school classmates have graduated and are married and now have a daughter and a son, I don't want to make too much evaluation of them, because we are no longer a person on the road, they choose the road by themselves, and now the result is also what they have to do, even if they meet on the road, it is a polite greeting, speaking of my junior high school, my deepest memory is the junior high school New Year's Day dumplings, this is the first time in the world, our class is also the first time to think about it, a discussion, and the teacher a breath, Because we are about to graduate, in order to leave a good memory of youth junior high school memory, the teachers are also actively involved, at that time, the teachers contributed their pots, we brought our own lunch boxes, went out to buy noodles and meat, and then the girls who would make noodles, the girls who would make the stuffing dumplings, and then the teachers were responsible for cooking dumplings, I still remember deeply, a group of us surrounded the teacher, in fact, a group of us surrounded the teacher to cook dumplings, and then everyone held a rice bowl and chopsticks in their hands, The funny classmates also beat their rice bowls with chopsticks. That day we had a lot of fun, ate very happily, and finally we used the remaining flour to touch the faces of our classmates, one by one like a child who didn't grow up, every happy and bright smile, vaguely appeared in my mind, at that time we were very simple and happy are not eating fireworks in the world, this is the most profound memory of my youth in junior high school, speaking of youth, full of happiness and joy, I am more grateful to the youth of hard work, created the current me, I want to tell the children in the rebellious age, study hard, No matter what you study, it is for the future, and you will definitely thank you for working hard now.

When I talk about youth, I think of school, and I think as long as I am still in school, I am still in my youth. School is really a very magical place, you have to live in such a place for more than ten years, you will meet friends and teachers who can accompany you for a lifetime. The school is a place that teaches us so many things that you can discover and explore on your own.

You will experience your own joys and sorrows at school, and you will stay in school far longer than you will stay at home, and this is our youth.

During this period of youth, we will experience our happiest times and will meet the favorite person of your life. At school we went from kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school to high school, and we really went through a lot of experiences. I think what we experienced the most in high school was exams, big and small exams, and there was a time when I hated school and exams, and I felt that youth really had too many troubles and I didn't feel happy.

But now I think that youth is really a very beautiful memory, and my high school campus is really beautiful. We went through so many wonderful experiences that all my memories are stuck in school, those people, that summer.

What is youth, I think it is happiness, happiness, and our best memory. We gradually said goodbye to elementary school, junior high school, and high school, and our youth slowly only had memories. Even if we are bruised and bruised in our youth, we must live beautifully.

Our school, our teachers, our classmates, and our love are all our best youth.

It must be my pimple, I don't need to ask!

Answer: My ** has not been very good, yellow, especially in puberty, the nose has a blackhead early, and the forehead also has pimples. I also know that it has something to do with my sleep habits, when I was an adolescent, I loved to watch ghost movies, horror movies, as long as there are the latest ghost movies, I will take a look, because I am curious, but I am still timid, and in the end, I have to cover my head with a quilt when I sleep at night. As a result, acne grew on my face day by day.

At that time, I was young, I didn't know how to take care of my skin, and my beauty consciousness had not yet awakened, adolescence was beautiful, but the acne that accompanied it was too maddening. It was also at that time that my classmates gave me the nickname - Pimple.

Adolescence was accompanied by my pimples and my jealousy. One day my uncle's sister transferred to our school and was going to stay at our house for a while. She was only a few months younger than me, and we were in the same grade and class.

My cousin ** is white, her personality is good, she has made a lot of friends in a short time, her classmates call her Xiaomei in private, but she calls me acne, the child's heart is already competitive, which also made me a little more jealous of my sister at that time.

So I willfully stopped going to school with her, I got up early, and walked out of the house without eating. In the class, she said a different word, no matter how she cried "sister, sister" and called me. One day, when a boy called me acne in a mocking tone, my sister actually got into a fight with the other party after warning the other party to "sue the teacher" to no avail.

My weak sister, this time she didn't cry, but she stood up for me so resolutely.

Now when I think of my adolescence, I can't forget this sister of mine, and I can't forget her little appearance of fighting for me...

<>Youth is a stumbling trip, and I feel hard and unforgettable when I leave. When I talk about youth, the first thing I think of is the appearance of seventeen or eighteen years old, the third year of high school that I will never forget.

Time is like a photo album, recording our good times. I remember that I just walked into an unfamiliar campus, looked at the strange people around me, and imagined the place where I would spend the next three years, and I was a little overwhelmed, because there were many things before that made me a little introverted, a little inferior, and I became a little afraid of contact with strangers. But after that, when I think back to my thoughts, I can't help but smile, and I feel that my worries at that time were really unnecessary.

Everyone was very friendly and I felt like I was back to that cheerful time.

Senior year of high school is hectic and stressful, because everyone is working towards their ideal university, but we also have our own leisure. At that time, there was a TV set in the classroom, and at noon, many students went to buy food and came back to watch TV together, and the meal seemed to be a little more interesting, and from time to time you could hear the laughter from the classroom. Everyone who studied in the evening was also "busy", and always felt that the smell of spicy noodles filled the entire classroom, and a pack of spicy noodles was passed back and forth between a group of people.

Occasionally, when I turned around and saw the eyes of "Sister Fan" (the head teacher) on the glass at the door, the boiling classroom suddenly quieted down, and now I really want to experience the night of self-study in the high school evening when I hoped for a power outage countless times at that time.

That year of youth, that year we were just right. The sun is warm and the breeze is not dry.