Who can help me write a composition? The topic is "My youth is my master". Brothers and sisters thank you.

Sixteen-year-old flower season The rainy season buried my laughter, tears and ideals. My flower season. The rainy season belongs to me, and so does my youth. I have the right to control my youth.

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Occasionally looking through the past, there will always be many ideas, which will stay in my mind and keep churning. Similarly, I accidentally turned out my childhood picture books, and many of them came to my mind. When I was a child, everyone was so naive! Naivety is of course a child's nature. Even children's paintings are no exception. Generally speaking, what arises spontaneously is a kind of childishness, a temperament that adults and even teenagers can't have. Every stroke silently outlines the blueprint in our childhood hearts-how beautiful! Every naive picture is our innocent heart!

Thinking of this, I can't help but return to reality from that wonderful childhood. Today, we have lost the innocence of childhood, and the blueprint in our hearts has vanished with the passage of time. Instead, we have been replaced by many constraints of our parents and our psychology of obeying orders! 2 1 century, we should have lofty ideals and ambitions, have our own hobbies and interests, and work hard in a direction that belongs to us! But the reality is just the opposite: we have no thoughts, no opinions, no resistance, only obedience. Thus, the abnormal psychology of "what parents and teachers say is right" and "what they do is for our good" is gradually formed. Can't we make our own decisions?

Life is a blank sheet of paper, and the future is painted by our hands. So we should use colorful brushes to create our own life. My youth should be decided by me.

My youth I call the shots

Little laughter, faint sadness, flying youth, singing the burning years of sixteen, my youth, I am in charge.

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The years of ignorance have quietly passed away, and innocence has been fixed in the past. Our youth is as gorgeous as neon lights, but we can't escape the loneliness behind the prosperity. From the moment we knew what the sadness behind a smile was, we embarked on an unknown road called "youth".

There are no unexpected surprises, no crystal shoes that can turn Cinderella into a princess in a fairy tale, and no stage that can accept countless flowers and applause. We are as ordinary as ever, and all we have is a heart as warm as a flame. It's not that I don't want to live a free and unrestrained life, that I don't want to rebel and indulge, and that I don't want to pursue it crazily regardless of everything. It was only at that moment that I saw the gap between my dream and reality, and realized that I had not yet obtained a free pass, so I chose reality. After all, I prefer the warmth of reality. And that gorgeous dream will never fade and will always be treasured in our memory. It is a dream of free and easy youth.

We sing about youth. In fact, youth is a song, ups and downs, or sad, or happy, hazy, but unforgettable. Each of us is seriously interpreting this song and writing our own light youth.

In the hot years of sixteen, we enjoyed happiness, sadness, joy and loneliness alone. A little laughter, a little sadness, this is youth. Here, we left the moment when we smiled and recorded the moment when we cried. That's enough. There's no need to embellish anything. This is who we really are. We should hold our youth in our own hands and create a regretless youth.

In this melody of youth, we are the protagonists. Our rebellion and madness, our bitterness and tears, our emotions and dreams have all been blown away by the wind, leaving memories worth cherishing for a lifetime. We are all creators of dreams. We step into youth with our dreams, spend our youth with our emotions, walk out of youth with our hopes and move towards the future.

In our youth, we flaunt our individuality and let go of our thoughts; In the youth, we cried and laughed heartily, with our innocence; In the years of youth, we left eternal memories. Everyone has his own sixteen years old. Although the content is different, the meaning is the same: an epic innocence. We are singing about youth, life, imperfect but colorful years.

There is no need to hide, there is no need to hide, my youth is my master, in this colorful world, we sing our flying youth with songs of the soul. My youth is my decision!

My youth I call the shots

I have been taking exams for the last three days, and I am a little annoyed and tired. ...

However, I seem to be numb to my grades. It doesn't matter. Even if I am poor, I will be sad, but I seem to have no brains. ..

Now grades have bound children's hearts, including teachers and parents ... in their eyes, it seems that grades mean everything.

Maybe it is forced by life and society. For the future, we should keep up with the present "scores".

What does youth mean to us?

Youth is so short, who should take the helm?

Is it me, him or them?

No one wants others to control their own world. Our youth will eventually disappear. ...

& lt Who is in charge of my youth >

A companion piece to Struggle

I like this TV play full of youth.

The three sisters in the play have their own advantages and disadvantages.

Full of comedy. But full of mystery.

The play is full of three sisters' enthusiasm and persistence for the future. ...

For the future, Big Sister and Second Sister are full of rational judgments and pursuits.

Third sister, everything seems to be a three-minute fever, but she has gradually grown and matured in one thing at a time. ...

The character of the previous paragraph always feels like the post-90 s: impetuous.

We after 2009.

There are always illusions about the future. I am often confused.

But now, young people, shouldn't we seize the moment?

Youth is gone forever.

The future, for us.

There will be a day when you face it, and you can't escape.

Our youth, let's make our own decisions! Don't let it leave regrets.

My youth I call the shots

We stand on the river bank of time, counting the growing sadness, and how many dreams are blooming in the dew of the verdant countryside! I can't help but pick up a pen to describe those colorful moods in my youth: different moods at a certain moment, feelings brought by growth, feelings of youth, the initial bud of youth, colorful youth dreams, faint melancholy and transparent sadness in the sun. ...

The emotional story of youth has always been romantic, aesthetic, fashionable, exquisite picture books and even graffiti are the most beautiful. So my youth, I feel! My dream, I am in charge! My youth should be my own decision, love my passion and happiness, and listen to my heart. "My youth is my master" is the youth declaration of this century.

When I laugh, I own the whole world; When I cry, there is only me in the world.

I am Aquarius, and it is said that Aquarius loves freedom. Yes, I like freedom. Like a person in the room without rhyme or reason; I like to wander around the street barefoot in slippers; I like to look around, plug in headphones and listen to "Sweet and sour is me" and sing: "I hide under the covers, with a trumpet in my ear and watch cartoons. Although I am still in the ivory tower, how I want to grow up overnight. Dear Mom and Dad, don't call me silly goose. Although I am obedient, it doesn't mean that I have no ideas. I like sour and sweet. This is the real me. Every day is new to me, and I am naughty. I like sour and sweet taste. This is the real me. I was a little narcissistic in adolescence. The adult world is waiting for me to take risks. Ha-grow up and say hello to the world! I want myself, just like myself. I am the most unique in the crowd. I want to sing my own songs and sing my heart. I want to love myself most. I remember all the smiles and cries. I think it will always work. Dream is a kind of happiness ... "

I yearn for a free life, I am eager to do everything I want, I hope my mind can wander endlessly, and I expect my body to fly freely in a vast space. This should be my youth.

But children are poor now. We grow up in a competitive society, we live in a prosperous era with advanced technology, we have to cope with constantly updated knowledge, and we are shouldering the title of pillar of the future country. Now we don't live for ourselves. We have lost ourselves and can't do what we like and yearn for. We are helpless and have unspeakable pain in our hearts.

The sky outside the window is gray, just like my heart, empty and lonely. My youth and happiness have been replaced by a book. No, I don't want this. I want to find my own youth and happiness. Youth belongs to me, not to others. I want to be myself! Forgotten dreams, abandoned fantasies, I want them back, I need them, because with them, my life will be meaningful and I will feel that I have not lived in vain.

So, I boarded the ship of hope and started my dream-seeking journey. Among them, there may be unexpected gains and surprises, and there may be many difficulties and hardships, but I am not afraid. I will face it bravely, overcome it, persevere and never give up. This is my youth. It should be full of dreams, vitality, charm and passion.