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When tomorrow becomes today, becomes yesterday, and finally becomes a day that is no longer important in our memory, we suddenly find ourselves unconsciously pushed forward by time, and become another self in this matter.
Inscription. The night began, and the blackness crept in. I cycled the song "Just Beginning" by Fan Bingbing, and time always passed unconsciously, as if he had just stepped into this strange and longed-for school yesterday, and tomorrow would end for him.
I stood by the window, the deep night surrounded the whole community, everything was like my heart, it was very quiet, only a few cars were heard occasionally honking. I don't know what kind of emotion touched me, I wanted to go out for a walk, walk alone on the street, let the lights stretch my back, what was it like?
The half-moon hung in the night sky, and a few dark blue clouds roamed. I walked aimlessly, and I heard the noise of the crowd in my ears, which was a central square. The vendors were shouting, eating, drinking, and having fun, and it seemed like they had everything.
People are dancing in the square, but most of them are middle-aged, and their eyes are confused by the glitter of neon lights. I felt that this scene was so far away from me, it seemed to be exaggerated, and I just wanted to escape.
Approaching the lakeside, the fresh water vapor is blowing in the face, and the sound of gurgling water flows quietly. I suddenly remembered what my teacher had said: "When you feel tired, go to find a place with mountains, trees and water."
Looking at the looming reflection in the water, thinking about the truth in these words, maybe my heart can also be precipitated like this lake. Walking north around the lake, I noticed the changing faces around me, as if they were getting old, gradually climbing into wrinkles, until they disappeared. Listening to their laughter, family trivialities, emotional entanglements, everything is intertwined.
In the small pavilion by the lake, there are three or three elderly people gathering. Further on, in a clearing, those elderly people were playing Tai Chi, soothing and light. An old-fashioned **machine with a soft and soothing **.
I walked to the end of the lake, stopped to admire, and looked back on the way I came, time was so careless, accidentally turned white, accidentally slipped to the end.
Just like Fan Bingbing sang in the song: "I think everything has just begun, with a gesture representing victory." "I should be glad that I have just begun, my life has just begun, I still have time, I can still cherish it, I can still fight - until I am a white boy, I can still look back on this past with a clear conscience.
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There is a song that says: "At that time, everything was just beginning, and I held the key to the future, perhaps a little naïve, and I refused to lose my passion for the world." ”
Indeed, we are young now, and everything has only just begun.
Life has just begun, a beautiful picture is in front of us, and we are entering the door of society with a trace of youth and ignorance. We are full of expectations for the beauty of life; We have the courage to challenge the cruelty of life. Although it is still a little naïve and naïve, this is just the beginning, there is still a long way to go, and we will always become mature.
The struggle has just begun, and we are about to face the first test of our lives - the high school entrance examination. The study life in the third year of junior high school is naturally busy and tiring compared to the first and second years of junior high school, and in popular words, it is really "stressful"! We will feel bored, we will feel bored, we will complain, we will be helpless ......But this is just the beginning, in the future, we will have to face the college entrance examination, face various tests of life, we must not give up, we must continue to work hard.
Because, the struggle has just begun.
The dream has just begun, and we are on the way to the future with infinite ideals and expectations. Life is the pursuit of dreams, dreams are the guiding light of life, and if you lose the role of this light, you will lose the courage to live. Therefore, only by persisting in the lofty dreams of life can we not lose our way in the ocean of life.
Tolstoy divided the dreams of life into dreams of a lifetime, dreams of a stage, dreams of a year, dreams of a month, and even dreams of a day, an hour, and a minute. Every minute, every second, is our step towards our dream, and the dream has just begun.
Youth has just begun, and we have ushered in the best time when we are young and frivolous. Youth, let us be unscrupulous, let go of our minds, taste the freedom of the wind, feel the freedom of the clouds, youth gives us the pinnacle of life, we do not need to mature, we are no longer ignorant, we can only be persistent, because youth, has just begun.
Everything has just begun, and although we may encounter difficulties, setbacks, and blows in the future, we will not be afraid, let alone run away, because this is just the beginning.
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