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At the age of fourteen, I took my first steps towards youth.
Desire to believe in the future; Grow up and believe in the years;
Life believes in sunshine; Knowing each other and believing in promises.
On my 13th birthday, I made a wish:
Wish I was happy when I was 14 when I stepped away.
The first step at the age of 14, I believe I am happy
There are too many fantasies in the years of youth I want to fly in the blue sky and let the wind blow;
If you want to visit the bottom of the sea, let the fish swim; I want to go to the sky and let the meteors fly by.
There are too many ideas in the years of youth
Likes to sing loudly;
Likes to surf the web in his free time;
I like the sound of Didi in QQ;
likes to chase their favorite stars;
likes to say what he wants to say;
I like to pedal fast on a bicycle;
Like astrology and fortune telling;
I like to listen to songs; Like to wait for a friend to text a message;
Likes to follow the trend.
There are too many annoyances in the years of youth
I hate to be mother-in-law;
I hate the chatter of parents;
Hate loud and noisy; Hate no personality.
There are infinite dreams in the years of youth, let us pursue our hungry dreams and promote our personality! Fourteen years old!
At the age of 14, we took the first step of youth.
The years have passed, and in the blink of an eye we have passed, 14 years old - 5110 days and nights.
I can't tell you how much pride and remorse there is;
I can't tell you how many aspirations and aspirations there are.
At the age of 14, the turning point of his life is from teenager to youth, from immaturity to maturity.
We reminisce about the past just for a better tomorrow.
14 years old - 5475 days and nights, the wrinkles at the corners of my mother's eyes, the gray hair on my father's sideburns, how many moving stories are told.
The teacher's expectant gaze and the teacher's figure at the desk are writing countless touching chapters.
At the age of 14, mature, people say so, so, in front of children, we pouted our mouths disdainfully, so, in front of adults, we proudly straightened our necks, who knows, we really understand what maturity is?
Listen, the 14-year-old bell has already struck;
Look, the 14-year-old candle has been lit.
How many reminders, tear-jerking;
How much entrustment, inspiring people to forge ahead.
We, shouldering the heavy trust, we are yearning for the future.
Let's blow out the candles, for the sweet yesterday;
Let's sing for the joy of today;
Let's raise a glass and celebrate for a better tomorrow!
We already have a warm yesterday, and how to deal with the magnificent today, the glorious tomorrow.
There is no need to lament that the "watery years" are gone, and there is no need to sigh that "14-year-old flowers only bloom for one season", the years seem to be a gorgeous picture, waiting for you to depict and embellish at any time, and sway out of regretless youth with passionate enthusiasm!!
At the age of fourteen, we take the first step of youth.
Only when we take the first step of youth, can we have the second step and the third step ......We have to take one step at a time and learn the knowledge firmly, otherwise how can we see the gorgeous rainbow after the rain and the sunny sky?
Let's run hand in hand towards that beautiful rainbow!! Well、、、 you can change it.
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this day. It became a beautiful day.
From this world. It adds a touch of seductive color.
And my memory is on the painting screen.
And a lot more.
Beautiful remembrance, like brocade, my dear friend.
Please accept my deep wishes.
May all joy be with you.
To the far away to the far away land.
There is no view of the familiar place.
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I have a good article that you told me to put in the mailbox
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Wishes – written to a friend on their birthday.
Because of your coming.
this day. It became a beautiful day.
From this world. It adds a touch of seductive color.
And my memory is on the painting screen.
And a lot more.
Beautiful nostalgia is like a brocade.
My dear friend.
Please accept my deep wishes.
May all joy be with you.
To the far away to the far away land.
There is no view of the familiar place.
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