What are some unforgettable moments of your youth?

I remember one summer vacation, because I forgot to do my summer vacation homework because I was playful, and at that time, I couldn't sign up if I didn't complete my summer vacation homework, so I would notify my parents to let their children complete their summer vacation homework and then sign up. But on the first day of September, I came to school with my unfinished homework, and as my classmates came to the teacher's office, I watched the teacher carefully review and complete the students' homework one by one, and my heart was furious. But seeing the teacher's serious look, I had an idea, gently came to the side of the homework that the teacher had reviewed, put my homework on it, and then picked it up and picked up the homework done by other students at the bottom, while the teacher and classmates were not paying attention, I went back the same way, returned home, found glue, and then tore off my homework cover, and then tore off the homework cover that I brought back, and then glued my homework cover, and it was done, and I went to register again in the afternoon, and passed the test smoothly, which is something I want to laugh at when I think about it.

When I was a child, I once stole watermelons with my friends, next to the cornfield, which was our best hiding place, so we squatted until noon, and when the melon watchers had a lunch break, we went to sweep the row of watermelons next to the cornfield. Then sit on the ridge, the breeze is blowing, the sky is blue, and I feel that the watermelon is also extremely sweet. However, when I got home, I whispered to my mother

Today I went with my friends and stole a few watermelons from someone's field. My mother was furious and taught me that I couldn't have this kind of problem, so I took my friends to the farmer's house to apologize, and by the way, I compensated the watermelon money to others. When I was a child, I was ignorant, I couldn't understand my mother's approach, and I was sulking at her, but later I realized my mother's good intentions for me growing up.

Since then, the joy of childhood has continued, and my friends and I no longer steal from the farmer's field to eat.

The most unforgettable thing is that in high school, my first love sent me home and was seen by someone I knew, and immediately told my dad, and my dad secretly followed us all the way, and watched us hold hands and watch all the way. When I got home, I saw my dad's expression and knew that the situation was not good, so I stood until the middle of the night.

High school romance was reported to the principal. The head teacher took it down in front of the principal, and talked to me about whether I could keep a low profile and stop being reported, I was really more willful at that time, but thinking about myself at that time, it was really very angry!

When I was in elementary school, I was bullied by a little boy, so I was so sad that I skipped class, and I ran into my dad on the way. When I was in junior high school, I felt that I had no freedom, and I skipped class with my friends to play in the afternoon, and was found by the head teacher chasing and running on the road. This is probably something that I will never forget in my youth.

When I was in graduate school, I was not interested in the class, and the teacher didn't name me, so I skipped class to go to the Water Cube to watch the night view, and I received a text message from my classmates next to the bird's nest saying that the teacher was taking the roll call, and I was going to throw all the pots that my scholarship was lowered by one grade to the usual score of this course.

When I was seventeen, I learned to make my own thrush and cut my bangs. I also learned to smoke and fight. Also, I met him that year, and then, I fell in love with him, and I seemed to be very willful that year, I didn't understand the big truth at all, and I was so rebellious that I couldn't do it.

I feel like if I could travel back in time, I would like to go back to what I was when I was youngest, seventeen or eighteen, to youth.

For many middle-aged people like me, when they reach a certain age, they will sigh the passage of time and the passage of time, and they will be nostalgic for their beautiful student days.

First of all, when I was a student, I was able to have a lot of like-minded classmates, and we were able to play football together in physical education class or during recess, although the pace of learning was relatively tense at that time, and the pressure of learning was relatively large, but whenever I was able to use physical education class or some recess time to play football for a while, we could release the pressure in our hearts, and in the process of football games, we could find real happiness.

Although I still like the sport of football now, I am still a fan, but now I imagine that I am not able to play football when I was a student, looking at my weight of 180 pounds, not to mention playing football, it is more difficult to walk five or six thousand steps every day, so at this moment I feel the beauty of my student days, especially when I was a student, it is really good to be young, and I can enjoy the joy and happiness that football brings to me. In the past, I devoted myself to the sports I loved, and I found my sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

A class meeting in high school. At that time, we all knew that we were going to change the class teacher next semester. Then the homeroom teacher gave us the last class meeting and told us a lot about her and the things between us.

I always remember that the song played that day was "If We Didn't Meet", and I remember what she said about "Suffering is a blessing".

I think it's when I hang out with my girlfriends. My girlfriend and I often do stupid things that no one else can understand, but we have fun doing it. I hope that in ten or twenty years, when we think of this time, we will still smile like flowers.

What can be more unforgettable than a youthful lovelorn, obviously I have put it into practice and tried my best, but in the end I still lost to reality, the love is deep and shallow, and the lost love and the lost youth make people unable to calm down for a long time.

When I graduated from junior high school. In the three years of junior high school, I lived up to the clarity and studied hard, and when I was separated, I had already burst into tears.

When I was in high school, I talked about a boyfriend, and I was very happy to have the breakfast he bought back every morning when I went to the classroom, but at that time, it was more difficult and we broke up.

The memories of adolescence are the best, I remember how wonderful it was to have a heartbeat for the first time, and the feeling when I saw the girl I liked.

When I was in high school, my classmates ran a long way out at noon to buy me a birthday present, and I didn't eat, and I felt very moved.

When I was in college, I had a summer vacation, I didn't go home, I stayed in school with my boyfriend, one day we rode our bicycles to the local apple orchard, and the two of us rode a bike, and he had to let me take him for a while, and I fell down, and the two of us were still happy.

My happiest time was when I was in school, and I played with my classmates every day without worry. It's a lot of fun.

When I was in high school, because I didn't finish my physics homework, I was writing in the corridor with a group of boys carrying a stool. I was in a corner, and the cotton curtain in the corridor did not block the wind from blowing the old fly, and the wind was blowing on my body, which was very cold.

When I was in high school, I suddenly decided that I wanted to write for a living in the future, and I started to write like crazy in class. At that time, the things I wrote were immature and rubbish, but I was able to babble and finish what I wanted to say. Later, I invested in a lot of magazines, and gradually I was able to pass some manuscripts, and when I took the manuscript fee as pocket money, it seemed that I could really make a living from it.

Later, in the third year of high school, because of the college entrance examination, I never picked up a pen and wrote again. Now, I have become a person who writes for a living, and when I think back to those days, I think it's cool.

I remember when I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, when the Chinese teacher randomly selected a row of desks and memorized the texts one by one, starting with the first student. Because I was playful when I was a child, I didn't memorize the texts, and my heart was pounding nervously when I saw that it was about to be my turn. Suddenly, a string of natural sounds sounded, "bell bell, bell", the bell rang after class, alas, oh my god!

This saved me, and when the teacher announced that class was over and I walked out of the classroom, I shouted excitedly, "God help me!" The rest of the class laughed when they heard it, which made me quite embarrassed.

The day before my eighteenth birthday, my friends and I had a hangover at the beach in Sanya, jumped into the sea and swam for a long time, and then lay on a chair on the beach and waited for dawn. I remember it was autumn in Sanya, it was still very hot, but there was already a cool breeze at night. We chatted like this, about our ideals in life, about our hopes for the future, and there were many, many things that we were too shy to say, but later in that situation, we said them all.

At three o'clock in the evening, we went to the Internet café, bought a bunch of instant noodles and soaked them on the beach, at that time the sea breeze was very strong, but the instant noodles were very hot, that was the best time I can remember. The next day, I saw the first sunrise of my adult life.

I still remember when I graduated from junior high school, I was very reluctant, there were 6 people in the dormitory, and the brothers still kept in touch for a long time, and on the second night of the 3-day high school entrance examination (this school exam), we bought wine, bought braised vegetables, peanuts, etc., 7 people drank a lot, and it was also our happiest and saddest most reluctant to get a time, and it was not very mature at that time. They don't want to be separated, they all want to be together for 3 years or more. After graduating from high school, I took a group photo in advance, after the college entrance examination, at noon on the 9th, we still have the head teacher together, drink together, chat together, although our high school class teacher is older, but it is very compatible with us, a friend who forgets the year, and a brother.

On that day, everyone drank and opened their hearts to say things that they wouldn't say for three years, things they didn't want to say. I really miss graduation season!

That unforgettable her is a lingering memory of my youth. After going from junior high school to high school, I was fascinated by her at first sight, although I don't advocate falling in love when I was studying, but some feelings are uncontrollable--- such as the beginning of love. At that time, I didn't know what love was and what liking was, so I felt that I had a good impression of her and wanted to see her every day.

I used to pass notes in class (I don't encourage it), and I like to stick to her when I get out of class, and I want to be with her. Once she had chickenpox and had to stay at home to rest, during that time I went downstairs to her house every day to deliver homework to her, maybe because of my persistence, until the winter vacation of the second year of high school, she finally accepted me, and to be honest, that day is still fresh in my memory. I still remember helping her celebrate her birthday in the third year of high school, I went to order a cake without telling her, and bought a gift, and that night I also left it for self-study, and after the self-study, the whole class was very cooperative to close the lights and doors, and close the curtains, for fear of reaching the teacher's ears, and finally she was very happy to receive the cake and gifts.

What I miss and give up the most is the most goal-oriented and motivated senior year of high school. Those days were very hard, but they were beautiful. Where it is bitter and sweet beforehand, this is also the truth.

The people I miss the most are also the classmates who advance and retreat with you every day and work hard together. I used to want to graduate, but now I can't wait to go back to the past. I've always believed that as long as the heart doesn't change, it won't change.

But since I went to college, I have been infected by the classmates and things around me, and I have also changed subtly. Now I have no motivation, no purpose, and I am like a walking corpse wandering around the university campus. Perhaps, it is because suddenly there is no teacher to accompany you day and night, and there is no classmates who work day and night, writing hard to brush up on questions, and they are not used to it and are not adaptable.

We always like to remember, but do we really remember things or people? Maybe it's an illusion, what we remember is just the feeling at the time, the initial thoughts, don't forget the original intention, that's all. I miss my youth, I miss the bits and pieces, everything is unforgettable, but everything is gone.

Time has passed, youth is gone, and now only memories remain. Reminiscing about the unforgettable past, sentimental about the helplessness of the present. The most memorable thing is the story on the high school campus.

What I remember was the hectic class in my third year of high school. At that time, for the common goal, we studied intensely and hard in and out of class, brushing up on questions, just to get higher and better than the classmates around us. Working hard together in class, joking together, and the best youth is nothing happier than this.

What is unforgettable is the innocent friendship between friends who are no longer there. The students played games together, studied together, and formed a deep friendship; There is also the old friend who eats with you, goes to bed together, and goes home together to talk about everything, and the most memorable thing about youth is the friendship of these precious friends.

Youth is an excessive process. It is the process of growing from a child to an adult, from naivety to maturity. In the process, everyone changes, both physically and psychologically, but more often than not, abilities.

Everyone will experience a lot of things in this process, including happiness, sharing, frustration, sadness, everyone will learn the ability to be independent in frustration, learn to be open-minded from happiness, learn to be optimistic in one thing, learn to share, learn to be strong, learn to fight, and learn to stand on society.

The most memorable thing is the process of starting something from nothing. Regardless of whether their efforts are fruitful or not, these are not important, only the process of giving can make oneself learn knowledge, gain experience, improve and ability and value, and only these processes are the most memorable.