What do you mean, "It's never too late to come back, but you can be naive to a teenager"?

"It's never too late to come back, and you can be naive to a teenager" means that it's never too late to come back, and you can be naive to a teenager. H: Any kind will do. Also: both.

The sentence comes from the song "On Jupiter"-Pu Shu.

Lyrics:

On Jupiter

You're back, you're back.

I won't be tired until I cross the sea to read all my sorrows and joys.

You are covered in dust and mud. You are a lost man with white hair.

It's not too late to return today, and the rosy clouds and bright moon are candlesticks.

Come back, come back.

Take suffering as a boat, tears as a sail, and an arrow in the string.

Don't say that heaven never shuts one door but he opens another, and the sea is endless, even if it is a thousand years' homecoming.

It's not too late to come back today. My old friends and I are teenagers again.

Why are you? Words are silent, tears are like rain?

Why are you? Lift your face and smile like a full moon.

Ask that man a thousand times, live and die.

Laugh with you and stay with you forever.

Why are you? Words are silent, tears are pouring down.

Why are you? Lift your face and smile like a full moon.

Ask that man a thousand times, live and die.

Happy with you, always with you.

You're back, you're back.

When you have experienced the sea, you will be tired of reading all the joys and sorrows.

You are covered in dust and mud. You are a lost man with white hair.

It's not too late to come back today. The sky is full of rosy clouds.

Come back, come back.

Take bitterness as a boat and tears as a sail.

My heart is like an arrow leaving the string, not to mention the sky is boundless.

There is no shore in the sea, even if you return to your hometown for thousands of years.

It's not too late to come back today and start over with old friends.

Innocent as a teenager.

Canglang River, the water from the west is vast.

A bright moon shines on the river, and how many ups and downs have passed.

The surging river flows eastward.

Whoever enjoys the moon on the river will listen to the mighty sound of the river.

Pu Shu,1973165438+10 was born in Nanjing, Jiangsu Province on October 8th, and is a Chinese mainland singer and musician. Music creation began at 1994. 1996 10 officially became the signing singer of Music in the Rye, and recorded the first single "Train to Winter" during the period of "Youth Without Regret" in the Rye. After the release of 1996 at the end of the year, it achieved remarkable results. /kloc-began to record his first solo album in the shed at the end of 0/997. 201310/kloc-0 held a large-scale concert "Trees and Flowers" in Beijing for the first time after his comeback on October 26th. 20 14, after ten years, Pu Shu sang the theme song "Ordinary Road" of Han Han's first film "No Future".

I don't know when the composition with the topic of innocence will grow up, sometimes it is so naive, really! I especially like dreaming, and they are all dreams only for little girls.

Perhaps it is because such thoughts are too heavy and strong that I can't live a better life in real life. I have too many expectations, too many temptations and too many desires. I may not realize any of them, but I often can't let them go.

This is what it does to me.

I also know that many things are beyond my age and environment, but dreams are still something that everyone should do.

I just can't make it happen.

I like music. People who like music love romance, beautiful melody, romantic artistic conception, being pursued and cared for, being "confidante" of others, hoping to have their own "confidante".

Ha.

When can I live the life I want? I don't want much. I just want a man who loves himself to live a happy life.

Ha.

People often ask: Is it happier to find someone who loves you or to find someone you love?

I'm confused. Can't I find someone who loves you and you love her? I don't know if finding someone I love is happiness. It is a very painful thing to find someone who loves himself but doesn't love himself.

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Innocent geothermal composition 500 words "cicada-hot dead! Cicada-it's too hot ... "Cicada is so hot in the tree that it doesn't want to enjoy the sweet juice any more, just keeps barking; The dog also slouched on the ground, panting and sticking out his tongue; Even the flowers and plants on the ground are too hot. They bend their heads, and some even turn yellow and wither ... not only animals and plants, but also people are too hot: there are very few people in the street, and occasionally I see a few people, who must be workers on the construction site, lying in the shade and sleeping with their mats open; Some children are running around the street wearing only a pair of trousers, hoping to be cooler, but he is sweating more and more ... The whole earth is like a big steamer, and there is no wind at all. Even if one or two strands come, it is warm wind.

At home, although the living room is air-conditioned and the bedroom has a fan, it is still extremely hot. Grandpa kept shaking his old big cattail leaf fan, and grandma wanted the fan to blow at herself. When I was writing my homework, I had both "bear's paw" and "fish" (I have both air conditioner and fan), but the sweat of beans kept running down my forehead ... even my parents decided to cook by lot.

After dinner, mother poured a basin of water on the ground outside.

Only heard the sound of sloped, sloped, white smoke from the ground, soon evaporated.

If you put an egg on the ground, it will surely cook quickly! Looking up at the sky, the sunshine is still like a tiger. There is no cloud in Wan Li in the blue sky. Those clouds are really not interesting enough and don't cover people. But then again, if it is covered, it will definitely be tanned and become a "yellow cotton cloud."

Alas! This "furnace" state has been going on for two days, and I don't know when it will end.

Fourth grade summer vacation ...

On the day my father cooked a plate of beef, I stared at the beef and drooled, reaching for it.

My uncle whispered to me, "You can't eat. Children who eat beef will become cows. " .

"I listen with a grain of salt, but my greed has been scared to the cloud nine.

I thought to myself: in order to eat a piece of beef, I will become a cow, and I will never do it.

After dinner, my father picked up a piece of beef and said to me, "Why not eat beef?" Beef is very nutritious. Have a slice.

"I was so scared that I hid aside and said," If you don't eat, my uncle said that eating beef will turn you into a cow.

"Dad smiled and said," silly boy, uncle is teasing you! Eat it.

"No matter dad advised, I just don't eat.

The next night, there was another plate of beef on the dining table, which was full of color, flavor and attractive aroma.

I took advantage of my father's absence, secretly picked up a piece and put it in my mouth, swallowing it three or two times.

I just remembered what my uncle said. I was so anxious to hide in the house, lying on the bed trembling, waiting for disaster ... in a daze, I fell asleep.

I woke up in the morning and looked in the mirror. My head is still there, and my feet are still there.

I said happily, "It turns out that my uncle really cheated. Haha, eating beef won't turn you into a cow! I am a little boy who loves to talk and laugh. I chatter like a sparrow every day.

Next, get to know me better! A slightly black face has a pair of modest eyes shining with wisdom, a small nose and a red mouth.

Although this mouth is unusual, its biggest feature is that it loves to talk and laugh.

As long as you see me, your mouth will keep talking like a machine gun. It's not an exaggeration to speak eloquently.

When I was in the second grade, something happened in the art class, which I will never forget.

The art teacher drew a big red apple, and then asked, "What is this, students?" The students said in unison, "Big Apple!" On second thought, I think they think too general.

I had to think of something special, so I thought about it again and said, "The teacher drew a big red * * *!" " "The teacher froze at that time, and the whole class burst into laughter.

Teachers and classmates say I'm too naive and funny.

When I got home, I told my mother about it in detail. Mom smiled and said, "Not bad!" "I can't help but ask my mother," what are you laughing at? Are you being sarcastic again? " "This time I'm not being sarcastic, you are too naive.

I laugh because you have a rich imagination and love to use your head! "I grabbed the back of my head and said," So that's it! " Mother said earnestly, "but you should use this advantage in the right place, otherwise it will become a disadvantage." ".

"I looked at my mother, puzzled and innocent and lovely. I blinked, thinking ... recalling the little me before, I can do whatever I want.

Now that I have grown up, I finally understand what society is and what life is! Looking back on my childhood experience at school, it seems that I have been isolated for thousands of years.

Now fooling around outside every day, I really feel like an abandoned orphan.

I feel very lonely. In retrospect, I was so ignorant! Step into the society slowly, only to find the darkness of this society.

Even the relatives around you will betray you. How do you describe this pain? Who else can believe it directly? I once naively thought that as long as I simply lived my life well, I could always walk this life path happily.

It seems that simple ideas are really naive! What are kinship, friendship and love? Ignorant, I naively thought that as long as I believe what I should believe, even if the sky falls, people around me can hold on.

I used to be really naive. I used to be really naive. Liu Zheng, Nanjing Population Management Cadre College, distinguished space visitors, distinguished netizens from Baidu, Sina and Xiaohe, distinguished readers: Hello everyone! I want to thank Xiaohe for being able to speak here today. Com provides a platform for me to communicate with you in language. Secondly, I want to thank Mr. Lu Xun for his edification, so that I can attack the darkness of reality with the sharpest language. Finally, I would like to thank our Southern Institute of Population for giving me a preliminary understanding of this society in advance! It has been more than a month since I arrived at the Population Institute. After more than a month's life, I realized that "I used to be really naive".

Before I came to the Population Institute, I thought that universities were all big, or at least bigger than high schools. When I came to the Population Institute, I found that I was naive.

This university is not only not as big as our provincial one, but even worse than our smaller No.3 Middle School.

Before I came to the Population Institute, I thought the teachers in the university were very generous. When I came to the Population Institute, I found that I was naive.

The teachers here are really responsible. Although she knew that we had three risks, she strongly urged us to buy the fourth risk. Although on the surface, the insurance was purchased voluntarily, our "teacher" was extremely responsible for calling all the students who didn't want to buy this insurance to the door of her office one afternoon, and then let us stand outside first, and she called them in to give lectures one by one.

Most people are tired of waiting outside, so they have to pay and leave.

When it was my turn, as soon as I went in, she startled me and told me not to call after work next time, saying that it would affect the teacher's rest.

I feel dizzy. Let alone that we are freshmen and don't know her working hours. Besides, there is another question: What are we doing during her working hours? Aren't we also in class? Call her at work? Isn't that for our class? Finally, she said that teachers' rest time should not be affected, so teachers can ask students to break up because they choose to rest time without paying extra insurance. I am speechless about the following requirements. Although I have repeatedly stressed to her that I have bought many insurances, she still told me that I would pay them if there were no difficulties at home. Is it necessary to pay the rich people in the family? She even told me that she didn't want to hand it in and asked for proof from home. I'm completely crazy.

Still open a certificate? As for it? The postage almost exceeded the insurance premium, so most students chose to compromise! Finally, I admire the teacher's means from the bottom of my heart. Since I have no ability to save the whole class, I will fight to the end alone! Before I came to the Population Institute, I thought that the class committee election would be democratic and scientific. After I came to the Population Institute, I found myself naive.

It is inevitable that the class committee election is undemocratic, because we have just arrived in a new environment, and naturally everyone chooses fellow villagers, people of the same sex (not excluding some handsome and beautiful opposite sex) and people they are familiar with.

But what I didn't expect was that as the organizer of the election, I would decide such an election method. No matter what you want to run for, I don't ask whether the two people who are also elected will be in the same unit. I simply chose 12 with the most votes as the 12 position in my class. What's more, everyone can run for two positions.

I am speechless until dawn! Before I went to the Institute of Population Studies, I thought that students who entered the university only needed confidence and talent. After coming to the Institute of Population Studies, I found that I was naive.

The two words accompanying the Student Union and the Youth League Committee are: default and hidden rules.

In my own opinion, the capital I am proud of is worthless in front of these two words, and some even have no chance to try for the first time! Before I came to the Institute of Population Studies, I thought that clubs that entered universities did not need much professional knowledge, but at least they should have relevant experiences and interests. After coming to the Institute of Population Studies, I found that I was so naive. I didn't say all of them, but 99.99% clubs can join, as long as I pay. What impressed me more was the senior members who pulled people into the club. Their level of pulling people is not lower than that of small vendors who pull people to buy food in the street. It seems that money and identity have been exchanged here.

I don't know why they work so hard.

Is it because I was dragged in like this at the beginning, and now I am pulling the next one to achieve psychological balance? Or is there something else in it? I didn't join their organization, so I can't comment on them.

Before I came to the Population Institute, I thought journalists were a sacred profession. They are responsible for exposing the falsehood, ugliness and ugliness in the world, discovering the truth, goodness and beauty in the world with their hearts, and letting the light of justice shine on the world. When I came to the Population Institute, I found that I was naive.

Although I did well in two rounds of interviews (as everyone saw), I am also an active member of teamwork, and I also have the greatest advantage-I was originally a special correspondent for a newspaper.

I believe that with these conditions, the news center of our hospital must be looking for something, but what I didn't expect was that it was these that made me lose the opportunity for a second interview! I'm stupid! The student director said that I failed in the second interview because I was too perfect compared with other contestants. They need a group of journalists who can be controlled by them, and I am not controlled by them.

Oh, my God, what's wrong with perfection? Don't journalists need the truth? Before I came to the Population Institute, I always thought that the sky was blue, the grass was green, the world was beautiful, and justice was bound to triumph over evil. After coming to the Population Institute, I found that I could hardly be described as naive. I was naive, pathetic and naive! Of course, I would like to thank the population for letting me know the dark side of our society in advance. It is said that the university is a small society, and now I really realize the true meaning of this sentence! What makes me feel a little warm in this dark and cold place is that there are places in our college where I can give full play to my talents.

Here I want to say thank you to Sister Hui. I will live up to the training of the organization and make our team a pilgrimage site forever! I also want to say sorry to Wei Jie, I let you down. I can't let you see me on the second interview platform. It is not that I am not good enough, but that I am too good.

It's unlucky to hit a woodbird with a stick. I wish I hadn't listened to you. Keep a low profile! Finally, thank you again for reading this article carefully! Thank you!

This is naive. My childhood was colorful, and some things were so naive and interesting in retrospect.

I remember one summer when I was watching TV.

Suddenly, I don't know how to switch to another program. The people in the picture jump freely in the water, which makes me very envious.

So I was very excited, eager to try, and couldn't wait to run downstairs. The scenery downstairs is very beautiful. Willow green, a gust of wind blowing, making a rustling sound, just like a girl singing a beautiful song while taking care of her hair.

Miss Hua is wearing colorful clothes, including yellow, red and blue ... dazzling.

They sang and danced with Mr. Cao.

After a while, I came to a small river not far from home. The river is crystal clear, and you can see several small fish swimming around in the water at the bottom of the river. I tried to rush to the pool according to the scene on TV, but I didn't have a posture. I was accidentally stirred by a small stone and fell on a dog.

It doesn't matter. I patted the dust on my leg, kicked off the unlucky little stone and rushed to the shallow water, shouting, "Ah!" But before he could make a sound, he jumped into the water with a splash.

That splash is 1 m, all around.

The birds in the tree flew in fear and twittered as if to say, "Good job, good job!" " "They also perform stunts in the air from time to time, but I'm not in the mood to enjoy their performances in the water. I've been waving my hands in the water, but it's not like "flying on water" on TV. I finally climbed up and became a drowned rat.

The water became turbid.

Just then, my mother came back and saw me covered in water. She looked at me in surprise and asked, "What's the matter with you"? I blushed and told her the whole story.

Mother smiled at this. She said, "Silly son, if you want to be a martial arts expert, you can't take such a risk. The' water flight' on TV is illusory. "

Innocent me

The composition of "Missing Innocence" is about 500 words. ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ... childhood, like a beautiful dream, is so pure; Just like a short play, it came too fast and caught me off guard; It is as innocent and lovely as a child ... Now, I have become a junior high school student, and I seem to feel a little sorry for passing that dream by.

I don't know which day, I went back to my old house in my hometown and wanted to find the happiness of my childhood again.

I pretended to be greedy lying on the sofa and wanted to watch TV for a while, but it was impossible, but my heart was full of pressure and troubles that I couldn't get rid of.

I walked on the lawn, trying to recall the time when I played football with my friends in my childhood; But the only thing that reminds me is the grass that is now green, as if there were our happy footsteps on it, as if it completely recorded our laughter day after day, which made me intoxicated now.

We play, frolic, shout and run. Gradually, it was getting dark and our pace slowed down. I suddenly seem to wake up from a dream, so I miss it.

Everyone says that childhood is like an innocent, lovely and lively child, and the ups and downs of childhood are included in it.

My classmate's foot tripped and I fell down unconsciously. I laughed at the side, so happy that my friend was bullied by my big classmate, and my nose was crooked. ...

Warm eyes in the distant sky, the sun showed her red smile, looking down at the beautiful world.

Colorful clouds, the sky is like silk, red and white with gold edges.

Oh, this is a wonderful new beginning, but this day is solemn and important to me ... I sit quietly on the ground-listening to the teacher's inculcation as attentively as my teammates.

It's quiet around, with occasional rustling of trees and a few birdsongs.

Everyone knows that it was the last time to participate in the skipping competition with teammates, so everyone cherished it-even the most naughty boy on the team.

Time is still relentless, driving us to the game site without hesitation.

Everyone sat in the car and closed their eyes.

And I'm constantly looking for tips in my mind.

Immersed in it, I only feel one arm touching me. I opened my eyes and looked at my classmates.

In those bright eyes, I saw warm and warm eyes.

She said to me, "I'll give you this chocolate to replenish your strength." You have participated in many projects and must have enough physical strength, although this chocolate is reserved for me to eat when climbing mountains. "

"I want to flatly refuse, but I read an irresistible force from her eyes. Suddenly, I was speechless. I just subconsciously asked me to say thank you to her.

"You're welcome, all teammates!" Her tone is full of kindness, and her eyes are full of encouragement and joy.

Holding this piece of chocolate, I made up my mind: I will live up to my teacher's expectations and my parents' encouragement, and I will not throw my classmates away with clear eyes.

I will repay all those who support me with my own actions.

I clenched the chocolate.

When I got off the bus, I opened the candy paper and ate chocolate. It tastes sweet and meaningful.

After a pause, my isolated eyes warmed my heart again, which was a touch that I had never felt before ... There is no shortage of beautiful and clear eyes in the world, but the heart to find and feel them. ...

I'm not naive. I'm not naive. My life flies! One-year-old, two-year-old, ten-year-old, eleven-year-old, just like the birthday candles I see-more and more every year, but my happiness is getting less and less, and I am no longer naive.

When I was a child, I liked reading fairy tales. In the book-beautiful angels, lovely elves, talking birds.

I keep them in mind, think they are all true, and believe that they will bring me miracles.

So I painted them neatly. I always naively thought that as long as I was sincere enough to believe in their existence, they would definitely appear and bring me happiness.

As the days go by, I have a lot of homework now, but whenever I do it, my mother always says, "Go! Go find your elf to help you. Did they show up? Did they help you? All this is illusory and does not exist! " These words of my mother are a scar of my naive dream, which has been increasing for a long time.

Finally, under the tempering of the long river of time, my naive dream was completely broken! "Be confident! Be self-reliant! " Dad told me sternly: "Your task now is to study! If you don't learn well now, it will directly affect graduation. You and your classmates are on the same starting line now, studying together. But after more than ten years, why do some people sit in the office and chat, while others sell vegetables rain or shine? This is the gap! Don't think about your angel all day, study hard! " My naive dream is gone.

Because I finally know-I have grown up, so I must study hard! I want to laugh when I think of my naive thoughts before. Why? Because I'm not naive anymore

What's wrong with being naive? When I was a child, I was naive and lively, but I made many jokes! For example, I learned that hens hatch chicks, but they can't hatch them. I didn't know until I grew up that humans can't hatch chickens. Only when the hen's warm body warms the eggs day and night can the chicks hatch.

One day, the kindergarten teacher told us the names of many vegetables: "Green vegetables, chicken feathers, Chinese cabbage …" "Chicken feathers? Can chicken feathers grow vegetables? " I can't help mumbling.

After school, I did it out of curiosity.

I found a flowerpot, put the soil in the flowerpot, and then prepared to put the chicken feathers in the flowerpot.

However, I don't have chicken at home, where can I have chicken feathers? "Hello, hello!" My myna keeps calling.

"I can use bird hair instead of chicken feathers, aren't they all hair!" I had a brainwave and immediately took out some feathers from the birdcage, buried them in the soil and poured water on them.

When it grows chicken feathers.

One hour, two hours ... the sun is almost "off work", and my chicken feathers haven't grown yet, so there is no hope.

Just when I was depressed, it suddenly occurred to me that my father told me to be patient when planting any plants, otherwise it would not come out.

My confidence is rekindled.

The next day, I was still waiting for the chicken feathers to grow. My mother came over and said, "What are you doing?" "grow chicken hair vegetables!" I said loudly.

"Will you?" My mother asked me doubtfully, "Of course, just plant chicken feathers in the soil!" " "I said proudly," Ha ha ... "Mom smiled," Little fool! How can chicken feathers grow? "I am very confused. Isn't chicken feathers a dish made of chicken feathers? If not, then why is it called chicken feathers? I muttered to myself.

I won't know until I grow up. It turns out that chicken feathers just grow smaller, like chicken feathers.

Now when I see chickens and chicken feathers, I can't help but think of my childhood anecdotes. Hey, I was so naive when I was a child!

Once, we were naive, like angels, but now, times don't allow us to be naive ... Ina's clothes were stolen and she was very angry. People nowadays are mean! ..... We were walking home after school, Tina cried, and we comforted her.

A child saw crying and asked with great concern, "What's the matter with you, sister?" Really, I feel that this child is like an angel, very kind.

Seeing her, I seem to see the old me.

I firmly believe that if there is a guardian sweetheart in the world, that flash must belong to her! It's a pity that I didn't bring my key today, so I played in the community.

A little brother inexplicably told me, "I found an explosion king."

"Also pointed out that the discovery.

What an innocent child! Aren't you afraid I'm a bad person? But I seem to be moved by him and gradually get better with him.

He built a bridge over the water, and I dare not step on it.

So he showed it to me again and again, and it was really touching.

Another angel! How lucky I am! I envy them. They can do whatever they want.

Good children, carefree.

Looking at his bright smile, I feel really cute and pure! Encouraged by him, I finally got up the courage to leave, but the bridge was too small and unfortunately suffered "death".

My shoes are also stained with a lot of water, and I feel so humiliated! I thought he would laugh at me, but instead of laughing, she said to me, "Are you okay?" I was really touched to see his innocence! -three nights, my father and I quarreled, and my mother came to stop the fight.

Mom says I've changed, and I'm not as sensible, naive and innocent as before! -I was speechless ... Later, I thought a lot.

I don't want to be like before. However, reality does not allow us to be innocent! Yes! As Bai Song said, "There is no difference between good and bad. Don't argue with others.

Those words are superficial words of adults.

In fact, everyone has a ranking, and they all compete for survival, right? What kind of tolerance, what kind of tolerance, said these words will only be eliminated! "yes! That's right.

Because I abandoned the so-called good innocence.

I am more mature, but sometimes I think: a child? Just be simple! -Wu gradually realized that what he said was naive, but it was a hypocritical appearance.

When you uncover the false appearance.

Waiting for you will be ... the love of the former, very pure.

But now, she has changed.

To tell the truth, I feel as if I don't know her now.

Too far, too far ...-what Lu lost will never come back! Once pure love will never come back! Silence ... The moment things changed, I felt that the spiritual fortress I had built for many years collapsed instantly.

I feel that I am not strong at all and often shed tears involuntarily.

Like a child, he often cries for a little thing.

However, compared with children, there is less innocence! ——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Please indicate the source? What do you mean, "It's never too late to come back, but you can be naive to a teenager"?