Chinese, design prologue

Youth is the green in the spring when everything is in full bloom, and the responsibility is to be the tailor who holds the scissors of "February Spring Breeze".

Youth is the red in the midsummer when you know that you are exultant, and your responsibility is to make waves with the rudder of "struggling forward".

Youth is the yellow in the golden autumn full of fruits, and the responsibility is the plowman who holds the sickle of "abundant grain".

Youth is white in the cold winter when the snow is everywhere, and the responsibility is the climber who holds the "fearless" pole.

Youth has colorful dreams, and youth has dripping sorrow; Youth has the footprints of our trek, and youth has our bright smile; With youth, you have hope for the future, and with youth, you have the sunrise of life. Therefore, all the sighs of youth turn into guiding lights, and go forward with everyone who loves life ... < P > Youth is the spring of life; Youth is an ideal torch. Youth is the focus of a person's life, full of color and dreams; Youth is the bud of the flower of life, gorgeous and dazzling. Cherish youth, there is nothing better than youth in the world, nothing more precious than youth! Youth is like gold, you can be whatever you want to be.

Youth is not a rosy face, it is active, indomitable, indomitable and self-reliant. Youth is the exultant spray in the waterfall of life. Responsibility is not a vague prevarication, it is the echo of the sentence "study for the rise of China", and it is the courage of the sentence "I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell".

Youth is not a rosy cheeks, it is facing difficulties, working hard, enduring hardships, self-esteem and self-confidence. Youth is the fish that flies in the deep pool in the sweet spring of life. Responsibility is not evasive, it is the boldness of the sentence "Only a country can have a home", it is the sentence "If you don't stand guard, he won't stand guard, who will defend the home, I will!" The heroic.

bid farewell to the sentimental rainy season, bid farewell to the nostalgic past, pluck the colorful strings, and we set foot on the boundary of youth. Youth is a flower, beautiful but easy to fall. If you don't take care of it, it will wither when it is too late to be beautiful. Youth is rain, hazy but affectionate. If we don't grasp it, it will turn into clear tears and break when we are sad. Youth is the wind, which comes in a hurry and goes in a hurry. If it is not retained, it will be fleeting inadvertently and drift away without a trace. Youth is hope, even if someone fails, there will still be a firm and persistent dream; Youth is freedom. If you want to sing, you can sing till the end of time. If you want to cry, you can cry tragically. Youth is a load, and people can't find a corner to rest in the cycle of giving; Youth is a struggle. Only when people know how to climb can they reach the Range Rover and struggle be successful. Youth is an unrepentant road, and you can't go back after walking; Youth is a heavy book, which can be filled with happiness or lonely, but it can't stop on its title page because of waiting.

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Choose any paragraph!

Sorry, I love parallelism, so ... (* _ *)

Don't forget to add "Dear teachers and students, good afternoon!" And said at the end, "The theme party of' Long Live Youth' begins now!" Formula words like this.

I hope you are satisfied. Thank you.