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Youth is wonderful because of individuality

People praise the rainbow because its splendor comes from its own seven-color brilliance; people praise youth because its splendor comes from everyone’s uniqueness.

I am red, I am lively, I am cheerful. At poetry recitals, my passionate recitations often won rounds of warm applause. During the speech contest, my thoughtful words aroused applause from the audience. At the gala, my lyrical singing won bursts of cheers.

She is orange, she is different. She likes to speak in class, but no one can understand her speech. Maybe it is too profound! She dares to "challenge" boys and look directly into their eyes. When you are not paying attention, she will quietly approach you, attack your back, and shout loudly: "You are so cute!"

She is yellow and always gives people a sense of warmth. She has two little tiger teeth and always smiles sweetly at you. If you stay with her for a long time, you will feel that she will never grow up. My former deskmate once said this about boiled water: tasteless but necessary. As I wrote, her innocent smiling face appeared in front of my eyes again.

She is green, pure and quiet.

She is a lady. After borrowing your things, she will say "thank you"; if you help her pick up the books that have fallen on the floor, she will say "thank you". But she also knows how to refuse. When a boy expresses his love to her, she will refuse politely but resolutely.

She is cyan, strong and soft. She has both a seemingly "tomboy" side and a feminine side.

She is very beautiful, and her parted hair often covers her eyes. She likes to laugh, revealing two sweet dimples. However, she likes to say "good morning" nervously! No matter what time, no matter who. Her character is easy to accept. When you are with her, you will find that your circle of friends has suddenly become much wider!

She is blue and very quiet. She doesn't speak loudly, plays the violin well, and writes well. "Quiet girls are always easy-going." Yes, with her, you don't have to worry about doing anything wrong.

She is purple, demure and elegant. She has studied piano and can play many beautiful pieces of music. In a music class, the teacher invited her to play a song. The beating notes are like gurgling water, like beautiful elves, flowing into people's hearts, and she is like the princess who controls the elves - an extremely elegant princess in fairy tales.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, indigo and purple, our youth is wonderful because of our individuality!

Composition: Let life be wonderful through introspection

The eagle said: "A snail can climb to the top of the pyramid and wander around, but if I have the courage to reflect on myself, I can also spread my wings and soar, looking down at the blue sky." "Green leaves said: "The red flowers are dazzling and unique, and I have the courage to reflect, and they can also decorate the spring scenery and bring people beautiful enjoyment." Xiaoxi said: "The raindrops can break through the sky and fall, but I have the courage to reflect, and I can also look down. Mountains and rivers are cultivated silently for human beings. "You see, nature is listening, "I reflect on myself three times a day"; you hear, nature is singing "Reflection, you are teaching me to grow", then, as a human being, as a After Confucius and Sheng, how can we remain indifferent?

Looking at the scrolls of history, vivid examples show us the demeanor of those wise men and people with lofty ideals.

During the war period, Zou Ji did not feel complacent because of the praises of his wives and concubines. Instead, he reflected on himself many times and finally came to the truth that it is not easy to speak out; Self-reflection, hard work and courage, eventually became a famous figure; Marie Curie did not become arrogant because of refining radium, but reflected on herself many times, continued to study hard, and eventually became a two-time Nobel Prize winner.

There are countless such examples, but how can we only see others taking action but remain indifferent ourselves? Let us close the historical scroll and take an overview of today's heroes:

Deng Yaping, who failed repeatedly but did not fall, instead constantly reflected on himself, trained hard and eventually became the pride of the motherland; Huang Ge, who did not suffer from the pain of illness It can erode his heart. After many introspections, he realized that the love of the whole country is more important than anything else, and only by thanking him in return can he repay the kindness.

So she embarked on a difficult and long journey of gratitude; Tai Lihua, facing the dark world, was not frustrated, but constantly reflected that the motherland needed me, so she found the glory of life in silence!

Reflection is the dawn, which can bring you the dawn of the new century; reflection is the sunshine, which can bring you infinite warmth; reflection is the street lamp, which can illuminate your night walk The road; reflection... friend, reflection is also our friend, let us always remember it and treat it well, because life will be more exciting because of reflection!

Collecting moving things

If experience is like shells, I will be a Bole who can collect shells; if memories are garbage, I will be a scavenger who picks up moving fragments. In fact, the flowers, the waves, the sincerity, and the little love can also move our hearts.

Never-ending maternal love

I remember that there is such a heartfelt saying in Li Mi's "Chen Qing Biao": "If I didn't have my grandmother, I wouldn't be where I am today; if I didn't have my grandmother, I wouldn't be here today; if I didn't have my grandmother, I wouldn't be here today." There is no way I can live longer." It always makes people feel heartfelt. What about me? I saw a strand of white hair on my mother's head, and a rush of heat rushed to my eyes. I was just past 40 years old, why did she have white hair? Is it because I

disobey you and cause you trouble? Is it because I did not do well in the exam that makes you feel cold?

Is it because of family financial constraints that make you worry? Yes or no. . . . . Mom, gray hair is the best testimony of your dedication. Now when I relive this relationship, I can only complain about why I didn't get to know "Touch" earlier.

Innocent friendship

"Once upon a time, it was difficult to make water, and we grew up with gold and silver." When I was a child, I played with my good friend (her), went to school together, Catching loaches. One day, while we were swimming in the river, my legs suddenly cramped, and I felt like I was sinking. At that time, I felt so helpless, scared, and at a loss. It was you who dragged me ashore regardless of the danger. The chirping of cicadas on the willow branches records our innocent friendship. (Every friendship is worth cherishing, recalling, and collecting. I really want to give you the most true words: "I picked a flower for a long time, but I couldn't bear to throw it away when it withered; I held an umbrella for a long time, and I couldn't remember it when the rain stopped. End; I walked a road for a long time, and even when it got dark, I couldn’t reach the end; I thought about this sentence for a long time, and then I said it clearly: It’s great to have you!”

The great love that shoulders responsibility

Is the existence of responsibility a test given by God to the world?

The 5.12 Wenchuan earthquake in Sichuan took away tens of thousands of innocent lives. Looking at the horrific scenes: the collapsed. Houses, piles of tiles

These are the pain that makes me heartbroken. The white, red and green souls accept the mission without hesitation. They hold up the ark of life, leaving behind a cry for responsibility. The voice is made of sweat, tears, and blood. The 1.3 billion Chinese people are the eternal backbone of those survivors. Let us bravely face the disaster and turn grief into strength. Because "a huge disaster is divided by 13." 100 million = insignificant setback; a small amount of love multiplied by 1.3 billion = an ocean of love."

Touched.

Touched is to be moved by the heart and emotion. It does not need to be too much All you need to do is stare deeply at the words. Collect the momentary excitement in your heart, collect the long-lost memories that were moved, and collect the spiritual shock in your heart after being moved. These touching silhouettes from the past finally revealed that the small touching fragments together form an ocean of touching feelings.

You might as well try to collect your touching fragments!

Happy collection

At home, I saw a rich and wonderful world when I saw the stamps collected by my parents. At school, I saw the animal and plant specimens collected by some classmates, and I felt the beauty of nature. . So, I also want to collect a treasure, but what should I collect? This makes me very troubled. After thinking hard, I finally thought of a good way: I want to use a favorite to collect my happiness. < /p>

Soon, I bought a favorite. Look! Its outer surface is white, with a blue sky on it, and a few green leaves in the middle. , I solemnly wrote the two characters "Happiness" in red.

In the favorites, I designed three well-proportioned sections: happy life, happy honors, and happy memories. Although the production is exquisite, the disadvantage is that it is full of blanks. So, I stepped up my collection.

At the poetry recital, I recited the song "I am proud, I am Chinese" passionately. I won the first prize in the school's "Singing the Motherland" poetry recital. Isn't this happiness? Isn't this happiness? I put the award certificate in the "Happy Honors" section. My happy collection took the first step. My homework was published in the school newspaper. Isn't this another joy? I immediately put the newspaper into the "Happy Honors" section, and wrote a sentence in the "Happy Life" section: "Today my essay was published in the newspaper. I tasted the joy of success and felt the joy of growth. I I’m so happy!”

During the summer vacation, I participated in the “Beijing Summer Camp” organized by the Municipal Youth League Committee. We visited the Forbidden City and felt the long history and profoundness of Chinese traditional culture; in Tiananmen Square, we watched the flag-raising ceremony and experienced what nobility and pride are; on the Peking University campus, we were baptized by the spirit of freedom and democracy; in the Olympic Village , we visited the "Bird's Nest" and felt the prosperity and strength of the motherland... At the same time, I also took a lot of photos. When I got home, I opened my favorites and put the photo in "Happy Memories". In the photo, I was smiling and very happy. I wrote another paragraph in "Happy Life" to record what I gained from this trip to Beijing.

Collection does not necessarily have to be expensive. Isn’t it good to have fun collecting? It can make us happy every day and make us more optimistic!

You are also a unique scenery

The grass on the roadside, why should you be taller than the majestic trees? You have your own greenness.

White clouds in the sky, why do you have to compare them with the endless sky? You have your own freedom and ease.

Everything in the world is shining with its own brilliance. Peonies are lovable for their elegance and elegance, while chrysanthemums are admirable for their leisurely elegance. Hence, there is Li Bai’s “Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces, and the spring breeze blows over the threshold to reveal the flowers”, and Tao Qian’s "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountains." These are two different charms. For thousands of years, people in the world have been unable to distinguish between superior and inferior, so they hastily created "each has its own merits" and left this issue to future generations. The ancients were so shrewd. They thought very thoroughly about this kind of problem that would never come to an end. "Each one has his own merits,"

Everything in the world is shining with its own brilliance.

Li Bai and Du Fu were both in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and both had a great influence on later generations. Li Bai was an optimistic person, and his poems were romantic, unrestrained, and high-spirited. However, Du Fu was not Li Bai. His poems were powerful and thick, and he was known as the history of poetry. The poetic styles of the two are closely related to their respective personalities. Their personalities are different, and the schools they founded are naturally different. The world calls these two completely different poets "Li Du".

Just as everything in this world shines with its own brilliance, the same poets also exude their own charm; the same great men also have their own different achievements.

Newton could not draw the legendary work "Mona Lisa", Leonardo da Vinci could not understand what gravity is, Einstein could not dominate the battlefield like Eisenhower did, and Lu Xun could not be on the court. Fast and lightning fast. However, they shine with endless brilliance within the scope of their own expertise. Just imagine what history would be like if they gave up their own ways. Since ancient times, there have been idioms in China such as "The people from the east follow the example of others" and "Learning from Handan", which always warn future generations: You have your own style and your own way. If you live in other people's ways, you will eventually be cast aside.

As the saying goes, willows have the freedom and ease of willows, and green pine have the magnificence of green pine. Every life shines with unique brilliance and shows infinite charm. You are also a unique scenery.

Be a thoughtful person

In life, God always seems to favor those who are thoughtful. It is indeed true. Being a thoughtful person will light up a bright light in your life and bring out colorful light in your life.

Be a thoughtful person and pay attention to nature. Facing the sea, the rough waves that can swallow everything are reminiscent of the freedom with infinite power, so Pushkin sang the passionate "To the Sea". But please also pay attention to the thin spring flow. The campus song "Spring Water Ding Dong" is still so fresh, natural and exciting.

While feeling the thrill of the sea water, have you also appreciated the "quietness" contained in the "ding-dong" sound of the spring water? Pay attention to the plum blossoms that "wait until the mountain flowers are romantic, she laughs in the bushes", and pay attention to the weeds that "can't be described as wildfires, but spring breeze blows again"...Be a thoughtful person who pays attention to nature, and you will have more poetry and wisdom. .

Be a considerate person and please care about others. Do you know your parents, such as their birthdays and their spiritual needs. There is no need to ask, their daily words and deeds will remind you. As long as you have a heart, you will feel it and then send your care; when you see the passers-by riding uphill sweating profusely, you extend a helping hand

Hands... Be a thoughtful person who cares about others, and you will gain family love and happiness.

Be a caring person and pay attention to the world. If you pay attention to the current situation of poor children in Africa who have no food or water to drink, you will not throw away the snow-white steamed buns, and you will not regard not turning off the faucet when leaving as a small matter; if you pay attention to The people of Iraq live in a smoke-filled and extremely turbulent environment all day long, so you will not hate life and complain about God's injustice...Be a caring person who pays attention to the world, and you will feel happy, and you will You will feel more grateful.

Being a thoughtful person requires your attentiveness and your concern for all things in the world. In this concern, your heart will become clearer and clearer.

Be a thoughtful person, light up the light of life, and live a wonderful life!

Sixteen-year-old sky

At the age of sixteen, I have outgrown the childishness of childhood; the season of sixteen is a season of dreams; I

< p> Sixteen-year-old Tian Tian has beautiful dreams and growing pains.

"There will be strong winds and waves, and the clouds and sails will sail across the sea." The beautiful ideal is calling me. Shakespeare once said: "Books are nutrition for all mankind. Life without books is like the earth without sunshine; wisdom without books is like a bird without wings." I understand the importance of books to society and life. I love reading. Knowledge gives me endless power to fly my dreams. However, what I still long for is a study life that is free and lively without the pressure of further studies, rather than a study life that is submerged in a sea of ??questions all day long. I was miserable and happy, living a life unique to the age of sixteen.

"You are already in the third grade of junior high school, and you are still playing on the computer. You are so ignorant!" My mother's nagging voice came again in my ears. I had to turn off the computer reluctantly to separate myself from happiness. I also know that you can’t be obsessed with playing computers, but you can’t stop me from using computers just because I’m in the third grade of junior high school. I like playing computer games and listening to music online. These are just a diversion from my intense study life. However, my lovely computer was blocked by my mother. Break up for now, my poor computer! I am troubled and helpless, I have to continue to live my life as a sixteen year old.

The sky is pure at the age of sixteen, and the dreams of mature life are beginning to be colorful. Let go of the young throat and shout loudly, letting go of the true love and childlike innocence without any care; let the young face be filled with innocence, let Innocent thoughts turn into flowing clouds, letting the beauty of the flowing clouds drift into the distance, and letting the distant hope come soon.

Sixteen-year-old Tian Tian should have our own happiness, but instead it is more distress and helplessness. Despite this, my dream remains bright. I have been wandering and lonely, and I have learned to be strong: even if I feel hurt, I will never shed tears.

Facing the sky, I shouted loudly: Give me wings, I want to fly!

Farewell - a kind of courage

The fish bids farewell to the pond, do you think she will die? No, she is pursuing her own river; the bird bids farewell to the bamboo cage, do you think she will starve to death? No, she is pursuing her own mountain forest; Shizi bids farewell to the mountains, do you think he will be lonely? No, he is pursuing his own world...

Everything in nature is trying to say goodbye, because they have their own pursuits. I have to say: Saying goodbye is a dare.

Zhuge Kongming lived deep in Longzhong and enjoyed farming and singing. He seemed to have no intention of fighting. However, he often compared himself to Guan Zhong and Le Yi, which shows that he had long had the ambition to become a general. Therefore, even if Liu Bei does not perform three visits to the thatched cottage, Zhuge Liang will eventually come and recommend himself.

Because he bid farewell to the comfortable life in Longzhong and devoted himself to the arduous and outstanding political struggle, which can be regarded as a kind of courage.

Tao Yuanming was originally a court official, but he disliked the darkness of officialdom and pursued fame and fortune, so he abandoned his official position and lived in seclusion, giving up fame, fortune, glory, and wealth because he had his own pursuit - "Picking chrysanthemums in the east." Under the fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. "But his bid to bid farewell to the powerful, abandon the world, and devote himself to the beautiful mountains and rivers is definitely a kind of courage.

Lu Xun had always devoted himself to medicine, hoping to save China by treating diseases. However, he later discovered that the Chinese people were not only suffering from illnesses, but also diseases of the soul and mind. Therefore, he abandoned medicine and studied literature. The sharp sword of the pen is used to remove the pain from the Chinese people's souls. The integrity of "a cold eyebrow to a thousand fingers, a bowed head and a willing ox" also shines out from the tip of the pen, because he has his own pursuit - to revitalize China. He bid farewell to medicine and embarked on the endless road of literature, which is undoubtedly a kind of courage.

Today, I am sitting in the examination room of the high school entrance examination. It should be said that it is a battlefield. I have only one pursuit - to fight with my best. I bid farewell to all distracting thoughts and placed myself on this battlefield, seemingly seeing the light of hope for victory. Isn't this a kind of courage?

When fish bid farewell to the pond, they may face dryness; when birds bid farewell to bamboo cages, they may face death; when pebbles bid farewell to mountains, they may face loneliness, but they have their own beliefs, so they choose to say goodbye. Shining with the light of heroic courage, start the journey to find the place that suits you best...

Perfect verses

The sky has dawned, and you will bring the son in your arms. Wake up, I'm crawling on your back now.

——"Earth, My Mother"

In your words, life has the most beautiful wings, carrying countless delicate emotions, measuring life and dreams. height. Guo Moruo, with his perfect poems, let us understand: as broad a heart as there is deep true love.

You carry your burning poems and walk in the troubled China. That perfect and fiery poem is like a beacon that illuminates confusion and darkness in the darkness, allowing countless people to see light in the darkness. And you have never given up the territory of your pen and your heart. You have described an entire era with your perfect poems, and denounced the injustice and darkness of the era word by word. Because you are a child of the earth, you understand that the way forward to the paradise of pursuit will not be blocked by thorns, so you chant your perfect verses and move forward...

The passage of time may It can turn prosperous times into ruins and civilization into ruins, but it can never erase the perfect poems you created, or your pursuit and yearning for beauty. You have always been like a surging river. No matter how you fall and rise, you will return to calmness and reality in the end. So in your almost perfect poems, we saw blood, tears, moans, and shouts. Just like this, you shout, run, and pray for all the suffering people. We just watched this most painful scene.

Guo Moruo has been telling us about the strongest emotions. He has given each of us not only a kind of understanding and a kind of perseverance, but also a kind of endeavor and a kind of resistance. And this This is why we remember Guo Moruo. We also need a kind of endeavor and a kind of struggle, which is the real beating life. I am forever grateful for his perfect poems that tell us the true meaning of life and dreams.

Guo Moruo's perfect poems have become a small boat in the river of time, carrying us deeper into life and reaching our strong hearts.

A perfect curtain call

- In memory of the literary master Ba Jin

At 19:06 on October 17, 2005, an era of giants came to an end. This is the most perfect ending.

Tchaikovsky's Sixth Symphony "Pathétique" echoed sadly and solemnly in the funeral home. A portrait of Mr. Ba Jin hangs above the main hall, lying quietly among flowers. Mr. Ba Jin is gone, and a perfect time for him has begun.

This is the perfect ending. When you are gone, we mourn your departure; when you are gone, it is like a light going out.

But "Home", "Spring" and "Autumn" have not been extinguished, nor have "Fog", "Rain" and "Electricity". You have left them in this colorful world, allowing the soul to have a haven from the wind and allowing the seasons to shine in the sunshine. show. On the uncultivated land, because of you, we learned how to farm: real pot heads, real shovels, real plows accompanied by gentle breeze, drizzle, birds singing and fragrance of flowers, and a warm and real land under our feet.

I saw you coming from Shushui, Bashan. Your hot blood, blooming smile, and moments of contemplation all turned into droplets of ink because of this perfect curtain call, spreading out on the rice paper. "Let me do it." Make a piece of firewood, I am willing to burn myself to pieces to add a little warmth to the world. "This is the most perfect ending.

This is a true portrayal of you during your lifetime. "Give your heart to the readers" explains the purpose of your writing, and "telling the truth" establishes your principles as a human being. Your works have changed the life course of countless people, and with the unique atmosphere of that era, they shock our souls. , and your soul, like a bright light, guides us in our confusion.

You are a mirror of the Chinese nation; a literary figure admired by the Chinese people; a person who has never lost his conscience no matter what the circumstances. I think the best way to miss you is to revisit and savor your classic works and complete your unfinished wishes.

Now, you are gone, quietly with love and blessings. This is the most perfect curtain call.

Silent Love

Life comes to an end with the disappearance of the body, so missing becomes a way of memorializing. Among the countless fragments, I picked up some fragments and pieced them together into a person.

My father’s health has always been poor, so I have lived at my grandma’s house since I was a child. When I was 7 years old, because of my mother’s work, I returned home—a completely unfamiliar home. My father had a bad temper, and my mother tolerated everything, but I never saw a smile on his face, as if he was truly the patriarch of the family.

He stipulated that meals must be served before six o'clock every night. One time, my mother started dinner late because she was cooking fish, and my father sat on the chair without saying a word. The slightly fat body is like a big rusty kettle, which can boil as soon as it is heated. I didn't dare to get close, fearing that it would explode. It seemed that once the gate-like mouth was opened, angry words would flow out like a tide.

So, I followed the rules every day and didn't dare to make the slightest mistake. One day, I missed my shift by car, and it was already half past six when I got home. I hesitated, never dared to go in, and lingered in front of my house. My father dragged his sick body to open the door and looked around, and found me at the door. I turned around and wanted to run away, but before I could, I felt my shoulders loosen and my schoolbag had been taken off. Could it be that he was going to hit me? I didn't dare to think about it, but my father just patted my head and took me in. "Are you hungry?" Seeing me nodding, he kept adding vegetables to my bowl.

As my studies intensified, I came home later and later, and that rule gradually became in name only. However, my father would still sit on the Taishi chair, shaking his kettle-like head back and forth. His body was waiting for my mother and I to come back for dinner.

Day after day, year after year, finally one day the figure on the Taishi chair disappeared... But my mother would still prepare dinner before six o'clock, and then wait for me to come home.

Whenever night falls, I seem to hear his roar again in my ears, and feel a bad-tempered and stubborn father smiling. I know that there is a sentence that he has buried deeply in his heart, but has never been able to say it out of his mouth: "Child, I love you!"

Footprints of Youth

The years are like a river. From ancient times to the present, how many footprints of youth have been drained away; the years are like a carving knife. From ancient times to the present, how many footprints of youth have been carved away.

——Inscription

Shot 1

The night is as cold as water. You sit alone in front of the bronze mirror, looking at your youthful and beautiful self in the mirror. There will no longer be such a face in the palace tomorrow. Tomorrow you will marry a foreign country and a husband you have never met. Thinking of this, tears fell from your eyes and splashed on the bronze mirror. You picked up the pipa and went to the bamboo forest in front of the door. The breeze blew and you played your favorite song, the song about homesickness.

Your cloud-like long hair is flying in the wind, and the light of the moonlight is shining on the bamboo forest. Your thoughts are pulled to three days ago, in that magnificent palace, when the emperor asked who he wanted to marry. When you gave it to the leader of the Huns outside the Great Wall, you, Wang Zhaojun, decided to get married in front of all the civil and military officials. A resounding "I" changed the direction of your life.

Everyone knows the pain in your heart, but you resolutely set your youthful footsteps on the vast yellow sand and green grassland outside the Great Wall.

Scene 2

In the dark prison, rats and cockroaches were scurrying on the ground. You sit alone in the corner of the cell, looking at the top of the cell, lost in thought. Eight months ago, you, Kang Youwei, and Liang Qichao jointly promoted the reform. At that time, you were full of confidence in the future of the motherland. You were dedicated to saving the country and the people, and you were not afraid of Cixi's power.

However, the day before yesterday, Cixi ordered the arrest of the reformists and abolished the reform. All your efforts were turned into ashes, but you refused to give in and ran away. You are determined to shed blood for the reform.

Finally, you step into the cell. "Dong, dong" came the sound of footsteps in the prison. You knew it was the escort officer coming. Today is the day for your execution. You dragged your heavy anklets out of the cell. The sound of the anklets rubbing against the floor echoed in the prison for a long time.

On the prison car, you looked at the people on the street and felt heartbroken. You despised those stupid rulers from the bottom of your heart. You looked up to the sky and smiled, saying in your mouth: "I am smiling to the sky from the side of my sword, Go and save the liver and gallbladder. "What a heroic spirit!

Tan Sitong, the footprints of your youth turned into the blood spattered on the butcher knife, dyeing the eastern sky red.

Shot 3

In the bustling stadium, you are showing off your skills on the basketball court. The high basketball stand, the smooth floor, and the bouncing basketball are your favorite things in life.

You are called the "Giant of the East". You entered the NBA from the CBA in China. You are inheriting the will of a dragon in a foreign country. You use your superb skills to break through many obstacles, and you throw the basketball in your hand towards the basket. The basketball draws a beautiful arc and hits the basket with a "clang". Let the whole world look at you differently.

We know you, "Little Giant of the East" - Yao Ming. You have traveled all over the NBA arena with your youthful footprints.

Epilogue: Maybe we will never be able to find all the footprints of youth, but in our hearts we have already printed the glorious footprints of youth.

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