10 essays titled "Youth has me in a promising era"

When we once again embark on the journey of youth, say goodbye to our families, and resolutely turn around... we are not heartless, but we are reluctant to shed tears. Below are 10 essays that I compiled for you with the theme "Youth and Promise in the Age of Me". They are for reference only. If you like, you can collect and share them!

With the theme of "Youth Composition 1 with the title "I am in a promising era"

I don’t know when, the red wall full of ivy gradually disappeared from the dark green branches and leaves, exposing the original appearance of the red wall. The life of the ivy is drying up with the bleak autumn wind, but when you look closer, you can see that the dead branches are still clinging tightly to the red wall with suckers, and their roots are intertwined and densely packed together. Although it has exhausted the last touch of green , but still looking forward to the east wind blowing again, rejuvenating and filling the walls with green shade.

What an amazing tenacious vitality!

What supports her slender branches? It is the yearning for spring, hope and longing. As long as you have hope and vision, you have the courage and strength to defeat the autumn wind and the cold winter, you have everything.

Think about our current study life in the senior year of high school, isn’t it the same? Running back and forth between school and home, between two o’clock and one line, with heavy academic work on our shoulders, TV and karaoke are no longer with us. Every morning, it’s like going to a battlefield, getting up in a hurry, not swallowing in a hurry, getting on the road in a hurry, and finally stepping into the classroom before the last bell rings. Nervous, heavy, monotonous, and tired, we bear an almost unbearable load, almost collapse, almost desolate, but as long as we think of the challenging July, as long as we think of the enviable title of "Proud of Heaven", we will There is a strong undercurrent flowing. Withstand the autumn wind and survive the cold winter, the gentle breeze and drizzle of spring will send us to the mature season. Persistence is an irresistible and powerful force. We must have the perseverance of a creeper.

Youth is the pride we have, youth has unremitting pursuit, youth has tenacious vitality. Like ivy, we will definitely be able to withstand the baptism of winter, and we will definitely be able to bathe in the bright sunshine of spring and sprout rich green shades.

Composition 2 titled "I am in the era of youth and promise"

With an ageless heart, you will be youthful every day. ——Inscription

Walking out of the campus gate, it seems that youth is passing away at the speed of light every day. After passing the age of longing for high heels, going through the ignorant junior high school, and experiencing the busy high school, there are some traces of time on my face. Looking at the distance traveled, the old people leave, new people come in, and the traces left on the desk are also erased bit by bit, and I feel all kinds of feelings in my heart. Newcomer, if you want to ask me what color youth is. I'll tell you, it's white in elementary school, gold in middle school, and red in high school.

The emotions in elementary school are real and pure. When I was in elementary school, computers were just emerging. What I look forward to most from Monday to Friday is the computer class, but it often backfires. The computer class often turns into the Chinese class of the class teacher. Then the students sat on their seats like homeless puppies with their tails hanging down. At that time, when we were happy, we were happy, and when we were unhappy, we were unhappy. Although we often bully male classmates and dislike some female classmates, we will not hide our emotions. Quarreling in the ten-year-old age group often seems childish and endearing.

Six years of primary school is both long and short. When we understand a little bit about the world and want to cherish the present time, we have to go our separate ways. Stepping into the gate of junior high school, I saw a fresh environment, many faces, and came to an unfamiliar class. I couldn't answer anything and could only find a corner to sit down. The reason why I say junior high school is golden is because when we come to junior high school, we are like a rising sun. Golden light bloomed little by little from the horizon. Compared with primary school, the biggest difference between junior high school and primary school is that the platform for showing oneself is larger, and the knowledge covered is broader and more colorful. We must boldly show ourselves and achieve the transformation from a rising sun to a sun.

If we compare youth to an article, then junior high school is a transitional period - allowing us to transform from the immaturity of primary school to the maturity of high school.

High school is red, because high school is like a surging red warning, warning you to work hard and forge ahead every day. Knowledge determines your destiny. Maybe every city has its own way of education. The education method in our area is a three-point-one life - family, school and family. Especially in the third year of high school, the sense of pressure is particularly obvious. There is only half a day of vacation a week, and papers "fly down" from the podium every day. Although it is a bit exaggerated, life at that time did make me a little tired, a little bored, and a little rebellious.

After the journey of youth, I came to college. My lazy and purposeless life made me miss the busyness of high school. A day without a goal is like a fish that cannot find a home, feeling helpless and helpless in the boundless sea. The sweetness of youth, the astringency of youth, and the years and months of youth tell me that one of the most important things in life is to have goals. The days of striving for goals are fulfilling, full of vitality, and full of youth.

Essay 3 titled "I am in the era of youth and promise"

The journey of youth is a long one, filled with joy, loss, happiness, and sadness. But my youth was full of competition, rebellion and confusion.

There is confusion in competition and confusion in rebellion, but they cannot make me lose my way. As long as I have a dream in my heart, success is not far away.

Every child will have a competitor when he is born, that is, "other people's children." Every parent hopes that their children will succeed and their daughters will succeed. Therefore, the requirements for their children are getting higher and higher, but why do they always have to compare with others? I am a child who lives in competition, and I have experienced this feeling. Exhausted, endless comparison, how can we bear this? If as an eagle, you can fight in the sky, how can you fly higher than the sky? If as a little flower, you can be gorgeous and fragrant, how can you compare How tall is the tree? If you can shine as a star, how can you be brighter than the sun? If you can draw a line as a line, how can you be better than a picture scroll? So, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. The days of competition really made me tired and I was really confused.

When I am young, I will inevitably have some rebellion in my heart. I, and some other students, also have the mentality of "I would rather be young and beautiful than freeze to death without regrets". I also wanted to "not wear socks, change the school uniform or even not wear the school uniform", but I knew that my parents and teachers would not allow it. This made me helpless and sad. Sometimes I confront them directly, and sometimes I have a cold war with them. I know that is the wrong choice. Maybe it’s the rebellious psychology of adolescence that’s at work. I really want to go my own way, but I have to listen to my parents and teachers. Should I follow my psychology or listen to the pressure from the outside world? What should I do correctly? What should I do? My path to youth is really confusing.

My path to youth is confusing. The road to my youth was like a path full of thorns, which made me covered in bruises. My journey to youth is like walking breathlessly on the bottom of the sea, leaving me breathless. My journey to youth is like a never-ending treadmill that keeps me wandering forward. The path of my youth is like a stream of water, and I, a little drop of water, am at the mercy of it.

But whose youth is not confused? Whose youth is not hurt? But as long as you work hard and persist, although the road to youth is long, as long as you persist, it will come to an end sooner or later. Although the thorny path is dangerous, as long as you persist, you will be safe sooner or later. Although the journey to the bottom of the sea is long, as long as you persevere, you will reach shore sooner or later. Although the treadmill has a long way to go, as long as you persist, it will run out of power sooner or later. Although a drop of water is very small, as long as you persist, it will evaporate sooner or later and fly into the blue sky and into the clouds.

My journey to youth is long, and although it is full of confusion, as long as I keep going, sooner or later I will find that the sun of success is on the horizon not far from you.

Composition 4 titled "I am in the era of youth and promise"

You splashed ink on the incomplete prophecy in the corner, thus rendering a summer without any ups and downs.

——Xi Murong

"Do you still remember the dream when you were young? Like a flower that never withers, those sincere and infatuated words are in my heart..." Belongs to Our Ferris wheel has stopped. Junior high school is about to say goodbye, but why are we still nostalgic? Every bit of junior high school life is still vivid in my mind.

Junior high school is an unforgettable song.

I still remember the friendly smiling faces. On the campus, the purple wisteria blossomed, and the blooming lives bloomed proudly on the branches, like purple waterfalls. It should always be opened when old students leave and new students arrive. The little minds in the classroom are struggling to recall the answers on the test paper, but they still can't recall them. All kinds of strange answers were born. The moment the answer was spoken, we laughed loudly. In the laughter, we forgot the pain, and every friendly smiling face bloomed in that summer.

Youth like the wind blows across the cheeks. Junior high school, an unforgettable song.

I still remember the scene of rushing home to have lunch. After four classes of fighting, my stomach has already shown its weakness. Hungry, we look forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon like the bell rings. Staring at the watch, he silently recited "Ten, nine, eight..." He was ready to go. Just waiting for an order, the whole class rushed out of the classroom without caring about the gentlemanly demeanor or the image of a lady. "Food is the most important thing for the people." Several plump students were stuck at the door because of their huge size, unable to move. It was so pitiful. In school, efficient time is constantly being interpreted in an endless stream. It adds many delicious spices to our monotonous life, making it colorful.

The cantabile youth drifts from memory, junior high school, an unforgettable song.

I still remember every bit of the physical education class. Physical education has always been our dream. As soon as the physical education class arrived, the originally wizened people immediately seemed to have been beaten. They jumped up from the table, screamed, and galloped towards the playground. They were all like runaway horses, full of energy. At this time, the boys will sweat and sweat on the basketball court and never tire of it. We girls will hide under the shade of the trees and chat, occasionally replenishing our energy. Then we continue our topic. The content is rich and colorful. Every time we attend class, there are always different hot topics for discussion. This is one of the great excitements in junior high school life.

Dreamy youth flows through the fingers, junior high school, an unforgettable song.

"Let's go, let's go, people must learn to grow up on their own. Let's go, let's go..." The cantabile years have slowly flowed through the river of life. And I am not a returnee, just a passerby. Destined to leave... Happiness always fades as soon as it appears. The most beautiful time is the one that disappears the fastest. Junior high school is an unforgettable song.

Composition 5 with the title "I am in the era of youth and promise"

Passing away like a man, day and night, when we talk about youth, it is always half brilliant and half brilliant confused.

In my leisure time, I always think that Taobao, karaoke, watching movies, traveling, and falling in love are what is youthful. That time passed happily and freely, which often made us forget the passage of time.

When I think about it, I always think that dreams, hard work, and achievements are the key to youth. That period of time was busy and fulfilling, and we were often reminded that time is like water in a sponge, and there is still time to squeeze in if we work hard.

Today, day and night, youth is like a backpack behind us, containing more and more laughter, crying, fantasy, fatigue, etc., becoming heavier and heavier, following us all the way, but who of us I don't want to take it off, I always chat with her from time to time, or negotiate and defend, and then walk step by step towards the unknown distance.

In fact, another name for youth is dream. Sometimes she bends down gently, sometimes she quietly raises her head, and then nods and smiles politely. She is the angel lurking in our hearts, sometimes restless, sometimes peaceful , sometimes misty, sometimes bright, just like this flashing, flashing, making us can't help but open the window, open the door, and set off for the distance.

When I was young, I didn’t know what youth was, so I wasn’t anxious or rejecting it. When I grew up, I felt that youth was beautiful, bright, and dazzling, so I squandered it to my heart’s content. Gradually, I felt that youth was like an hourglass. The same, bit by bit passed slowly, so I started to hold on desperately. However, perhaps when we are still thinking about it, youth is also passing away...

The passing away is like a man, and he does not give up day and night, so while it is still in our bodies, we must enjoy it to the fullest Let it release its due brilliance.

Composition 6 with the title "Youth has me in the era of promising youth"

Youth is such a tempting word. When we really have it, our mood has a different taste. Some Excited and curious, but also a little afraid, afraid of not knowing how to go in the future, but as time went by, we were no longer afraid.

Youth is a beautiful landscape. Some people slip by in a hurry and get nothing, and they will regret it when they are old! Some people appreciate the wonderful things that only belong to them, and they will have endless aftertaste when they are old! These are two completely different people. Can they give us Does it bring a trace of emotion?

Youth is a long journey, the journey is far away and the road is bumpy. We carried the luggage of dreams and embarked on the first step of the journey. Time seems to be laughing at us for being so frivolous and our beliefs are like fragile vases. The road ahead may be paved with thorns, or it may be an avenue full of flowers. Shaking our heads, we strode forward, singing and laughing all the way, and the shouts of victory echoed in our smiling faces.

Youth is a race against time. The clock ticks by, and youth passes by quietly and silently. Only by firmly grasping every moment can we carry the boat of youth to the ideal shore. Mr. Ye Shengtao once said: "Slowing down in youth is a waste of ten thousand years. The greatest sorrow in life is to live up to your youth." Indeed, youth is limited, but wisdom is infinite.

Youth will not last too long. It is short-lived like a flash in the pan, but who says it is not beautiful?

Youth is a part of life. Cherishing youth means cherishing life. What can be better than Is life more important?

Youth is like a dream, perhaps today’s happiness will be taken away by tomorrow’s sadness. But we don't have to worry, because we are still young, we are in the best time of our lives, the future is in our hands, and the sun will rise for us tomorrow.

Essay 7 on the topic "I am in the era of youth and promise"

Watching dramas is always full of crises and surprises, mixed with sadness and joy, and youth seems to be a Repertoire.

Once upon a time, on a quiet afternoon, the sun dragged its tail lazily up the hill. At this time, I was planning to enjoy a warm sun bath, but I never thought that I would not know it. The earth was dragged into the drama of youth.

A good drama has this kind of magic that makes everyone who has experienced it be attracted, fascinated by it, and have endless aftertaste! A beautiful beginning, ups and downs, and a wonderful ending. What about me, how should I act out this youth drama?

Get up quickly, you’re going to be late! Move quickly, hurry up and do your homework! Stop dawdling, it’s late, it’s time to go to bed !Mom’s instructions are replayed like a reading machine, and my days are simply repeated like this. Suddenly, a familiar song came to my ears: Youth has too many unknown predictions, growing pains are nothing, polish your leather shoes, put on a suit, and wear a carat of dreams. My bravery is fully charged and I reach every place with my head held high. Say what you want to say, do what you want to do, and applaud for your own tomorrow. To tomorrow, I'm sorry! Go forward, you're welcome! The singing takes my thoughts far away.

In fact, three years is very short, so short that it seems to have passed in the blink of an eye; three years is very long, long enough for us to spend everything we have to get what we want.

The night is deep and high, and the moon hangs high in the sky, elongating my figure sitting by the window, making me look a little lonely. There were several houses in the residential buildings not far away that were still brightly lit. Through the windows, I could vaguely see figures working hard and writing furiously. At that moment, I was suddenly moved. They tried their best to race against time, just to successfully cross the single-plank bridge that thousands of troops wanted to pass, and to pick the star they wanted.

Maybe the moonlight makes the heart soften, or the breeze blows away the disguise. People always spread all their sensitivity and vulnerability in the watery moonlight late at night. I lament that the fleeting time is gone forever, and I am grateful that I am young and still have a lot of time and energy to pursue my dreams. Life not only includes the present, but also poetry and distance.

Each of us will encounter our darkest moments, especially when we are young. Faced with the expectations of our parents and teachers and the pressure of our studies, there will always be a moment when we feel that we are defeated and endless. Satisfactory. But this youth drama is like a tragic comedy. No one knows what kind of mixture of sorrow and joy the next second will bring. Go on step by step, even if you fall, you must pat the dust on your body, get up bravely, and move towards the next stage. journey.

Everyone’s world should be the hot wind in the desert, the blue flames of the crater, the tranquility in the depths of the rain forest and the vastness on the top of the snow-capped mountains. Nothing is born this way, and no years are quiet. If we want to go further, we must learn to see the sweat behind the comfort.

It is late at night, but the drama of youth is reaching its climax, and life has just begun. Don't think about the past, don't be afraid of the future, this is very good.

Composition 8 with the title "I am in the era of youth and promise"

We, full of vigor, walk alone on the road of youth. This road of no return records our sad, happy, sweet and crazy things. We may have hesitated, been sad, or been indecisive, but nothing can stop our solid steps, because our hearts have always been burning with this belief: If we keep persisting, we will be there!

Have you ever been nervous in the examination room? Have you ever felt helpless in your studies? Have you ever blamed yourself in your heart?! Everything is beautiful. As long as you are willing to believe, everything that seems to be a prelude to a storm will turn into a beautiful picture of nature being baptized by wind and rain.

When we fall, we can stand up gracefully and smile and say, it’s okay; when we fail, we can put on a smile and comfort ourselves and say, it’s okay; when we are tired, we can slow down and work hard Appreciate the scenery on the roadside and say, this scenery is really good!

Yes, this is the vitality of youth, this is the meaning of youth, this is the charm of youth! In the end, you don’t have to get anything, as long as you If you enjoy this running process, it is a great gift!

Composition 9 with the title "Youth is a promising era with me"

Youth is a book that can be opened and closed Not a book. We carry the promise of youth and never stop pursuing our dreams. The wind precipitates everything, but it cannot erase the youthful pursuit of dreams.

After trampling the tranquility of the stranger, I turned the corner and walked through the avenue of green trees and vines, and I arrived at the school gate. The sycamore trees are lush and lush, the melodious chirping of birds comes one after another, and the row of red characters on the stone tablet is majestic and solemn... I met my alma mater, which was the starting point of my youth.

On the sports field, our blood was boiling with enthusiasm, and our sweat was soaked with laughter on campus. On the basketball court, every basketball player is alive and kicking. There are constant cheers from all around. The cheerleaders are full of energy and cheer for the athletes loudly: "Come on! Come on! Come on!" At this time, a beautiful arc cuts across the basketball like a shooting star in the sky. From the sky above the court, the ball was thrown into the basket without any bias, a wonderful slam dunk! The whole audience was shocked. My classmates jumped up excitedly, and some hugged each other... This is a colorful picture of youth.

In the classroom, sometimes the teacher's explanations arouse everyone's nerves, and the students rush to speak, and the whole classroom is like a boiling pot; sometimes the teacher makes a casual joke, causing the students to burst into laughter; sometimes the classroom is full of laughter. It was silent, except for the rustling sound of the pen tip moving on the paper. We discuss learning with teachers, put on the wings made by teachers, and soar in the sky of knowledge. Gradually, I seem to have found a happiness, a happiness hidden in books, a happiness of learning, and a happiness of youthful struggle.

If the passing of time is really like water, then please flow a little slower, and a little slower. If I could turn back time, I would like to go back to the day I started. Each story contains the youth we have passed through. You only have youth once, if you miss it, you will never have it again. As Zweig said: "Whoever misses this moment will never be blessed again."

In the most beautiful youth, there is the best of us.

Essay 10 titled "Youth has me in a promising era"

Boyhood is a turning point in life. In order to have a better future, we in youth must bloom Your own style.

Youthful and knowledgeable.

Waiting for us to pick; the grace of youth and good conduct are waiting for us to practice; the grace of youth and hard-working parents are waiting for us to repay.

We who study hard can make a comeback in life. If we don’t fight now, when will we wait? The days in the third grade of junior high school are very hard, and we are dealing with paper all the time. I'm hungry in the morning, exhausted at noon, and stay up late at night to fight; the piles of paper that have been checked are piled up like a mountain; the exercises that need to be done are enough to form a sea. Musical and physical beauty were all "revoked".

The content of teachers’ teachings is increasing day by day. In addition to textbook content, they often also ask some related open questions. So, we say: suffer. This suffering is the struggle of one's own life. Swim through the sea of ??suffering, and you will find that at the end of the suffering, there will be a vast world. There, we put our feelings about eating. We can run freely; there, we will paint our lives colorfully. Make life more exquisite.

In fact, we are not stupid. We already know the importance of learning, but sometimes we don’t work hard enough.

We who are willing to help others can be seen on the side of the road where a little girl fell down, on the bus where an old man had no seat, and on the uphill road where an uncle was delivering water on his bicycle. Because as teenagers, we: helped the little sister who fell, gave up our seat to the standing grandmother, and helped the uncle delivering water push the heavy tricycle. Where is the difficulty. You will see us wherever you go, because we have inherited Uncle Lei Feng’s good character of being willing to help others.

In fact, we are not stupid, we have learned how to make others happy, we just don’t want to make it public!

We who honor our parents are on the road of life. Parents are our first mentors, teaching us many principles of life and enabling us to grow up healthily. Now that we have grown up, we already know how to repay: on Mother's Day, wash the mother's feet to wash away the fatigue of the mother in the journey of life; on the father's birthday. I personally cook a bowl of longevity noodles for my father to wish him a happy life. Although these are insignificant compared with the efforts of our parents, the road in life is long, and we will work hard to do better! Filial piety is the first priority, and we must carry forward the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation.

In fact, we are not young, we already know how to repay, but our ideas are not mature enough!

In youth, we are flowers, a gorgeous flower, a dazzling flower, A brilliant flower. It has an incomparable fragrance and exudes an alluring smell; it represents a beautiful moment and shows the beginning of culinary passion. Cherish your youth and let your dreams fly. The grace of youth will surely bloom the flower of hope, making it bloom more and more fragrant! Make it more brilliant and dazzling.

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