“Youth is a too hasty book, have a dream and struggle, he is a good book.” .

Youth, we have the most words of nouns.

Youth, like dream blurred: sample like the wind away; Like my fingertips ShaLan sample can‘t flow. Youth, not only has a young beautiful fantasy, it is also a glass of wine with a bitter and sweet liquor; It is compose a battle of music, the time is its notes, began sweating is the rhythm of it, success is his rhythm, and the dream is its accompaniment.

Dream is everyone compulsory course of youth. Premier zhou’s dream is “China to rise books.” Life of du fu‘s giant wish is: “Andrew metal must, between DaBi world cold soil joys yan.” Famous physicist, add to the male’s dream is to learn all about Einstein and his unfinished theory; “How the steel was tempered” the hero‘s dream is to struggle in order to achieve our greatest cause.

Youth have a dream, is the pursuit of life. Because with the motherland to revive the dream, the scientists can create so many great invention: Mr Qian xuesen’s three times in succession, the shenzhou series of successful launch, tu youth pole element... Because of dreams, to break the cocoon of a butterfly is not to neutralise the environment and under the caged struggle, to find out a life: because of the dream, chilling to advance slowly in the darkness of the underground, to sing a song of summer struggle of passion.

Youth should not only a dream, still must pursue. Instead of standing in the years of consternation ferry, waiting for the next don‘t know is how to drift, as it a breeze to blow, Yang tower shadow dream lake, a proud to foil the dream of the moon bouquet, or drive a seam, into a dream blue sea. To pursue, to explore, in the years in the desert, a deep a shallow to trample out their own footprints, do myself walking on heroes!

Door yan dusk, no plan for the spring. The beauty of youth and lies in its innocence and flawless, is that it will never come back to. We must grasp the opportunity, seize the time of the hourglass every minute and second, can’t let youth before we are slipping away, away.

Youth is ultimately end stage, lonely play tent, I carry it hair Angle, nostalgically looking back, no regrets; Looking forward to the future, filling wine. Youth is fangcao delicious, tree lost its peach garden, like a cherry red wind chimes bade the rattling in the wind, spectrum with different struggle story. As long as a dream, nothing is anxious young heart of youth.