Write a 600-word essay with the title "Youth"

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

Life only gives people youth once. I choose to pursue it, pursue the dream of life, and let life fly. The color.

I want youth to be like a sail. When the strong wind is swaying and the waves are beating, I have to walk gracefully. Even if I am eventually eliminated by the wind and waves, I will have no regrets. After all, I have experienced wealth in this life. A journey of meaning.

I want youth to be like a seed, spitting out aspirations even when the soil is heavy and soaked in cold water. Even if it withers in the autumn festival, I will have no regrets about what I have nurtured in this life. Fruit.

I want my youth to be like a cold plum, and I will breathe out my fragrance in the days of ice and snow. Even if the flowers fall helplessly in the end, I will not complain about the beauty I once had.

So, I set out. Only by setting off can I reach my ideal destination; only by hard work can I achieve brilliant success; only by pursuing can the color of life be released. Success and joy are never like turning the palm of your hand. Easy, gold medals and flowers are never rabbits that die by hitting a tree, and pride and pride are not pies that fall from the sky. A hunter who only aims but does not shoot is not a good hunter, and a soldier who only shouts but does not charge is not a good soldier. Lie down forever. In the cradle, your limbs will shrink, you will always be in the dark, and your eyes will go blind. Heartbeat is never as good as action. What are you waiting for, my friend? Come on the road with me!

The journey is full of twists and turns. There are ice, heavy rain, and stumbling blocks on the path. I don’t know whether the road ahead is an unfathomable abyss or a calm lake; I don’t know whether the road ahead is a rugged winding path or a sunny avenue full of flowers. I No matter, I don't care about the thorns on the road or the danger ahead, I tighten my shoelaces and hit the road.

Bitter sweat accompanies my difficult steps, and tears of excitement accompanies my joy of success. As long as I reach Wherever there is, it is yesterday's history, and what I pursue is tomorrow's future. When victory comes quietly again, when applause rings warmly again, I am neither arrogant nor arrogant. Because I know that the road ahead is still long, because I I know that I have to work harder. When the heavy rain washes away my joy again, and when the ice and snow once again annihilate my excitement, I have no complaints or regrets. Because I know that I have taken action and given something, and I have gained something. I have achieved some success. Because I know that sunshine always comes 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 ground, but when there are more people walking, it becomes a road." 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, the road will unfold under your feet..."