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2011,多么美好的数字!又是新的一年,又是新的希望。终于可以抛开这一年里所有好的,不好的,倒霉的,幸运的……在新空白的一年里不断尝试。可是2011年我就17岁了!17岁,总有种说不清的感觉。因为17岁前我没有疯狂的校园经历,让我在17岁时读懂当时的懵懂,轻笑自己当时的疯狂,回味当时的叛逆……17岁后我害怕会被重重的学习压力给压倒,让后悔把新的单纯的憧憬也会被一点点地褪尽。青春总禁不起时间的等待。这句话好像有种让人应
2011, What a beautiful number! It is a new year, but also a new hope. Can finally put aside all the good, bad, unlucky, lucky ... this year, keep trying in a new blank year. But in 2011 I was 17 years old! 17 years old, there is always a kind of indefinable feeling. Because I did not have a crazy campus experience before the age of 17 and made me understand the ignorance at the age of 17 and laughed at my then crazy and memorable rebellion at the time ... After I was 17, I was afraid to be overwhelmed by heavy study pressure, Let regret the new simple vision will be a little bit faded. Youth always can not afford to wait for time. This sentence seems kind of people should