Essay on the topic of youth 800 words! Hurry, hurry! Back to school to pay. 50

Days. It's like a machine with screws on it, and it's running non-stop. We follow in the footsteps of others. Boost up the horsepower and get busy. But he is still in the occasional nap, sad and unable to extricate himself. It's pathetic.

Forgetting that what is right for you is what suits you, forgetting how to be truly happy, and forgetting how to make yourself truly happy. is always obligated to do what he doesn't like, and the restlessness of those youths has long been deeply suppressed in the darkest darkness by the harshness of reality. We can no longer muster the courage to resist.

Silently accepted all this subconsciously, acquiescing to such correctness. But we still met and said that this was our own free will, for our future. If I had a choice, I would rather be the freest version of myself, and I would rather not have such a bright future.

But we didn't have a choice. It is necessary to follow the life that has been designed step by step, step by step. It will be very capricious.

It can be very agitated. It will be unsettling. It's going to be sad.

At our young age, only these truths will let us know that we are still children.

In the face of parting, we still have a weak heart. It will be sad. We use the little emotion we have to record our true thoughts, and the real helplessness may be too precocious, experiencing too much unknown loneliness, so we will be insecure and afraid of losing.

Hide your feelings, hide your uneasiness, hide your pain. How many tears will be shed to prove that we are really just children? Is it really just tired?

Parents don't understand, teachers don't understand, society doesn't understand.

Even sometimes we don't understand ourselves. The words became less and less, the expression became more and more numb, and the anxiety became more and more intense. I vaguely remember those beautiful pictures of the past. Just bits and pieces of pictures that can no longer be spelled into a complete love.

We need love, and we need a lot of love to fill the void and uneasiness in our hearts. But always hurt. The taste of green apples is very astringent and astringent.

We are rebellious. In the eyes of all. Our pride, our capital, our uninhibitedness, our arrogance. And just like that, little by little, it disappeared.

We're too young to say anything. Even that little smile can be deprived at any time. No one can really understand us. Actually, we all know it.

Loving yourself may be the only way. If you really want to be bad, you don't have to work hard to manage everything you are trying to maintain now. You can do everything you couldn't do before, and you can ignore what others think and say. Our lives may be unbearable in the eyes of others.

Hehe, at least. We have had a real youth. Don't live in vain. I know I can't change anything, but I still want to prove my worth with something.

So I wrote again and again, again and again, until I couldn't write anything anymore.

Everyone has their own youth, please let us celebrate youth together.

--Lan Bing. When the memory is still stuck in the petals of the gardenia that bloomed on the playground that year, the years have passed quietly. We suddenly stood on the tail of youth, looking back at the thin and bright time behind.

In the dream, a girl in a blue dress and a boy in a white shirt are standing side by side under the camphor tree, and the early summer sun shines through the layers of leaves, dappled and shining on them, like angels slowly walking out of a fairy tale, and the footsteps of time pass slowly. I wish I would like to live in this clean and transparent dream forever, but the pace of time will not stop for anyone. One day, these will become memories that will be hard to reach in this lifetime.

Raise your head and look up at the blue sky, will tears fall? Will the remembrance of the past, the helplessness of the present, and the fear of the future disappear with the wind? The big clouds scattered in the air, just like a little sadness in this bright youth, although they will not invade the heart, but they will still make people feel the pain of the skin.

We grew up in this little bit of sorrow and a little joy on the first floor.

The miserable yellow light cast on the lonely figure of the tree, and my heart was swallowed by loneliness little by little. Unconsciously clenched his right hand with his left hand, thinking that he could do the cold that grew from the bottom of his heart, but he still only had more than enough strength in his heart. The days of growth are connected with skin and flesh.

The bursts of loss soaked into my bones, again and again, the pain was extreme, and the cold was so cold that it froze. I can't help but sigh: the older I get, the more lonely I become; The older you get, the more uneasy you become.

Reading Sanmao's Wanderings, the mountains in front of me are far away. The Sahara Desert is still lonely, deserted, sparsely populated, and the wind and sand are flying wantonly, covering up the past glory and turning into a period of vicissitudes. I stood on my tiptoes and fantasized about reaching out to touch the heat of the earth, and its hot heart.

Close your eyes and feel the warmth and courage of the sun, let the wind and sand blow on your face, and become aware of your true existence. Open your arms and embrace the wide sky, as well as the distant ...... full of surprises and Kwai Li

Perhaps many years later, after reading the vicissitudes of the world and experiencing the heat and coldness of the world, we have forgotten the sorrow that loomed in the youthful years, and the loneliness that came and went. In the twilight of spring, when the tea is not exhausted, holding these yellowed papers that record the simple time of youth, I can't help but burst into tears......

to the youthfulness and understanding that we will eventually lose;

To the simplicity and beauty that we will eventually pass away;

to our hearts laughing and suddenly overflowing tears;

To the helpless figure in our crowd;

To these gorgeous chapters that we have written;

To our dying youth.

To youth to those who are about to pass away. --Lan Bing.

Youth is a beautiful rainbow, that brilliant color, that charming posture.

Youth is a budding flower, ethereal as water, pure as a cloud.

Youth is a beautiful and beautiful song that reverberates in my heart for a long time.

Youth is a colorful life, moving towards a beautiful world, everything is full of freshness.

Youth is a dream, a wonderful dream. We have dreamed of too many things in this dream, sadness and joy, smile and cry, maturity and innocence, we have all dreamed, but in the face of youth, it should not be fear, it should not be escape. You must overwhelm everything with self-confidence, and you will be greeted by a beautiful sky.

I believe that every day the sun is new and every day the flowers are fragrant and rich.

I remember one time, I didn't do well in math, and the teacher took me to the office to talk. As soon as I entered the door, the teacher severely criticized me, and he said to me in disappointment: "You didn't do well in the exam this time, is your foundation too poor?"

I nodded. The teacher said to me again: "Listen carefully in class, review well after class, and pay attention next time!"

I know. "When I walked out of the office, my heart became extremely heavy, but I didn't feel inferior, I just took it in stride. Since then, I have been more motivated, and I always have a full schedule every day.

In order to improve my academic performance, I stopped being playful. I always say to myself: grit your teeth, be ruthless, there is nothing you can't do.

I've failed, I've been sad, but I'm not inferior. Because I firmly believe that failure is a common thing, failure is not terrible, pain is not pitiful, only cowardice is sad. I am always calm in the face of failure, and I never bow my head in the face of self-confidence.

I firmly believe that hard work pays off. I think that after countless failures and countless efforts, my grades will always improve. Sure enough, it didn't take long for my math grades to improve a lot, and the teacher was impressed with me, and my math ranking was suddenly more than a dozen places ahead of me, and I was proud of my results, but I was not proud.

It is self-confidence that has set up a platform for me in life, so that I can take the initiative to deal with various problems in life from now on, and enable me to enjoy the joy of life calmly. I firmly believe that only with self-confidence can there be results, and with results, there will be more self-confidence. If failure is the mother of success, then self-confidence is the foundation of success.

The sky is not all blue, the clouds are not all white, but the self-confident demeanor is a beam of eternal brilliant eternal brilliance, which will always follow your goal and no longer be confused.

Youth needs self-confidence, and self-confident youth will be more beautiful.

Cherish your youth.

Adults have all been young, have had their own youth, dedicated their own youth, and walked their own youth path. But the ruthlessness of time forced them to say goodbye to that time, never to have it again.

When we are still teenagers, we may not be as knowledgeable as adults, without their achievements, without their ability to deal with things, without their rich experience, without their knowledge and understanding of this complex society; We may have just embarked on a long road full of ups and downs, and there will be unexpected difficulties and obstacles ahead, but now we have youth - it is the greatest wealth.

In ancient and modern times, there are countless articles praising youth, but I still want to sing praises of youth today, because youth is a song that cannot be sung and a poem that cannot be recited.

The changes of the times, the progress of society, the development of science and technology and the influence of the media have made us different today. In terms of way of thinking, behavioral habits and emotional orientation, there is a big difference from before, now we are quick thinking, rich imagination, intellectual curiosity and self-motivation, full of curiosity about unknown areas, and strive to explore, at the same time there is the spirit of independent thinking and innovation. But modern society has also brought us many negative effects, so that our psychology has undergone some changes.

We should face them squarely, and in the magnificent sea, we should take the rudder of our dreams and grasp the direction for our own ship of youth, so that they can sail along the right track to the other side of success and the ideal distance.

Youth needs to be cherished and grasped. The time of youth slipped between the fingers of the wind and passed in the baptism of rain. "Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Youth must be early, how can it grow into youth. "If youth is gone, it will never return. Don't let your youth pass away quietly in the empty days, don't let it be deprived in confusion and confusion, and when the rain drenches your youth, you must have the colorful sunshine again.

Taking advantage of our youth, there is no need to hesitate, no need to hesitate, look up, although the end of the road disappears into the fog, but bravely move forward, stride meteors, no need to look back; Explore, struggle, struggle! Compose the rhythm of life under the blue sky, the movement of youth, and let youth - no regrets!

Youth is like a seed, after being comfortable, it may lose its budding vitality.

Life only gives people one youth, I choose to pursue, to pursue the dream of life, to fly the color of life.

I want to let youth be like a sail, when the wind is swaying and the waves are knocking, I will also walk in style, even if I am finally eliminated by the wind and waves, I have no regrets that I have experienced a meaningful trip in this life.

I want to let youth be like a seed, and when the soil is heavy and cold water is soaked, I will vomit out my ambitions, even if I finally wither in the autumn festival, I have no regrets that this life has given birth to fruits after all.

I want to let youth be like a cold plum, and I will spit out my fragrance on a snowy day, even if I have no choice but to let the flowers fall in the end, I will not complain about the beauty I once had.

So, I set off. Only by setting off will you reach the ideal destination in Kochi; Only hard work will achieve brilliant success; Only the pursuit will give out the color of life. Success and joy are never as easy as flipping the palms of your hands, gold medals and flowers are never rabbits that crash into trees and die, and pride and pride are not pies that fall from the sky.

A hunter who only aims and does not shoot is not a good hunter, and a soldier who only shouts and does not charge is not a good soldier. Forever lying in the cradle, the limbs will atrophy, forever in the dark, and the eyes will be blind. It's never as good as action, what are you waiting for, friends, come with me on the road!

The journey is a winding path, with ice, heavy rain, and stumbling blocks. I don't know if the road ahead is an unfathomable abyss pond or a calm lake; I don't know if the road ahead is a rugged and bumpy path, or a sunny avenue full of flowers. I don't care, I don't care about the thorns in the road and I don't care about the danger ahead, I fasten my shoelaces and go on the road.

The bitter sweat accompanied my difficult steps, the tears of excitement accompanied the joy of my success, as long as I arrived at the place, it was yesterday's history, and I pursued the future of tomorrow. When victory quietly came again, when the applause sounded enthusiastically again, I was neither arrogant nor dry. Because I know there's still a long way to go, because I know I still have to work harder.

When the heavy rain washed away the joy again, when the ice and snow once again drowned out the excitement, I have no regrets or regrets. Because I know that I have already taken action, I have given something, I have gained something, and I have achieved something. Because I know that the sun is always after the wind and rain, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

Lu Xun once said: "There is no road on the earth, but when there are more people walking, it becomes a road." And what I want to say is: "There is no need to worry too much about the road of life, as long as you take steps to remember, the road is ...... under your feet."”