Suddenly look back, that we have already grew up, when the word, 18 has often hung in the mouth. Once upon a time, that is so sacred 18 years old, only know when we grow up, can fly. But now, when I really must face it, when suddenly feel a vague unprepared. I worry about whether oneself can fully understand 18 this ordinary digital contain rich connotations, but I understand, 18 means responsibility. Maybe growth itself is a kind of responsibility!
High school years, we spent six years before the flowering, 17 in the rainy season. Once in the confusion, and in quiet sighed for yourself in confusion and calm, we grow up. Hence, began to use my own brain to think about everything around, perhaps this is shallow, but we should not blindly follow a group of pride, to the child with reason and mature farewell once young ignorant.
18 is an end, is a start. At this moment, and lost, in pursuit of the conversion between, we feel happy, also experiencing pain. Almost all of the pain comes from the dream. When we tasted suffering to realize your dream, finally, it joy appreciate that: pain, often breeds happy seeds. This is not an easy growth, pain and sufferings, is not bad, we know that, when reality cannot change, we shall timely change, but we have always loved with real bargain, because we love the world, the happiness and warmth and love and pain of the world. In the process of growing up, we learned that you, for we cannot untie those small knot, we learned to smile, to appreciate beauty of it. Because we know that just graciously turned, can find new and beautiful scenery.
Growth is a pain, but I don't want to let it leave scar. Growth is a metamorphosis, experienced hardships to break cocoon.
In the growth of the road is often lonely, to learn in no one's time to give ourselves. Don't worry, fear brave, frankly, facing the growth of everything for yourself in the faith, encouragement, give yourself to yourself. In the growth of the journey, we need is calm, quiet, bravely facing.
Standing on the threshold of the adult, the eyes of the young people are still may face. Young, bright eyes, revealed a cynical smile, lonely lurk gentle sadness. Maybe this is sad to grow, rejoice, frustrated with relief, noise with halcyon.
Once the bitter memories of the day, in the picture, has a fragrance. Whenever night with lightsome pace shanshan, the flourishing and noisy, and gradually disappeared in the quiet night, I often into the boundless memory. In memory, the promise of desire and beautiful promises that grasping the persistence and unremitting efforts, the blade into my happiness, elaborate collect.
Yes, the pain and growth record, grow under the engraved along the footprint, step by step, we become mature and future.
突然回头看，我们已经长大了，当这个词， 18经常挂在嘴。曾几何时，这是如此神圣的18岁，只知道，当我们长大了，可以飞。但现在，当我真的必须面对它时，突然觉得一个模糊的准备。我担心自己是否能够充分理解18这个普通的数字包含丰富的内涵，但我的理解是， 18意味着责任。也许成长本身就是一种责任！
高中里，我们花了6年的时间才开花， 17日在雨季。一旦混乱，在安静的叹了一口气为自己的混乱和平静，我们长大了。因此，开始使用自己的大脑思考周围的一切，也许这是浅，但我们不应盲目追随一组自豪感，对儿童有理性和成熟的告别曾经年轻无知。
18日是一个目的，是一个开端。在此时刻，失去了，在追求之间的转换，我们感到高兴，也正在经历的痛苦。几乎所有的痛苦来自梦想。当我们品尝痛苦，实现自己的梦想，最后，它喜悦明白：痛苦，往往滋生幸福的种子。这不是一项容易的增长，疼痛和痛苦，是不是坏，我们知道，当现实不能改变，我们将及时的变化，但我们总是很喜欢与真正的讨价还价，因为我们爱的世界里，幸福和温暖和爱和痛苦的世界。在成长过程中，我们了解到，您，因为我们无法解开这些小结，我们学会了微笑，欣赏美丽的。因为我们知道，只是慷慨地转过身去，可以找到新的和美丽的风景。
成长是痛苦，但我不想让它留下疤痕。增长是一个变态，经验丰富的困难，打破茧。
在成长的道路往往是寂寞的，以了解对任何人都没时间给自己。不要担心，害怕勇敢，坦率地说，经济增长面临的一切都是为了自己的信念，鼓励，给自己给自己。在成长的历程，我们需要的是冷静，平静，勇敢面对。
常设的门槛上的成人，眼睛的年轻人仍然可能面临着。年轻，明亮的眼睛，揭示了玩世不恭的微笑，温和的悲伤孤独的潜伏。也许这是可悲的增长，感到欢欣鼓舞，感到非常失望救济，噪声哈尔西恩。
一旦留下痛苦的回忆的一天，在图片中，有香味。每当晚上婷步伐鄯善，繁华和喧闹，逐渐消失在安静的夜晚，我经常到无限的记忆。在内存中，承诺的愿望和美丽的承诺，把握毅力和不懈努力，刀片到我的幸福，精心收集。
是的，痛苦和成长记录，成长镌刻下沿足迹，一步一步，我们变得成熟和未来。
High school years, we spent six years before the flowering, 17 in the rainy season. Once in the confusion, and in quiet sighed for yourself in confusion and calm, we grow up. Hence, began to use my own brain to think about everything around, perhaps this is shallow, but we should not blindly follow a group of pride, to the child with reason and mature farewell once young ignorant.
18 is an end, is a start. At this moment, and lost, in pursuit of the conversion between, we feel happy, also experiencing pain. Almost all of the pain comes from the dream. When we tasted suffering to realize your dream, finally, it joy appreciate that: pain, often breeds happy seeds. This is not an easy growth, pain and sufferings, is not bad, we know that, when reality cannot change, we shall timely change, but we have always loved with real bargain, because we love the world, the happiness and warmth and love and pain of the world. In the process of growing up, we learned that you, for we cannot untie those small knot, we learned to smile, to appreciate beauty of it. Because we know that just graciously turned, can find new and beautiful scenery.
Growth is a pain, but I don't want to let it leave scar. Growth is a metamorphosis, experienced hardships to break cocoon.
In the growth of the road is often lonely, to learn in no one's time to give ourselves. Don't worry, fear brave, frankly, facing the growth of everything for yourself in the faith, encouragement, give yourself to yourself. In the growth of the journey, we need is calm, quiet, bravely facing.
Standing on the threshold of the adult, the eyes of the young people are still may face. Young, bright eyes, revealed a cynical smile, lonely lurk gentle sadness. Maybe this is sad to grow, rejoice, frustrated with relief, noise with halcyon.
Once the bitter memories of the day, in the picture, has a fragrance. Whenever night with lightsome pace shanshan, the flourishing and noisy, and gradually disappeared in the quiet night, I often into the boundless memory. In memory, the promise of desire and beautiful promises that grasping the persistence and unremitting efforts, the blade into my happiness, elaborate collect.
Yes, the pain and growth record, grow under the engraved along the footprint, step by step, we become mature and future.
突然回头看，我们已经长大了，当这个词， 18经常挂在嘴。曾几何时，这是如此神圣的18岁，只知道，当我们长大了，可以飞。但现在，当我真的必须面对它时，突然觉得一个模糊的准备。我担心自己是否能够充分理解18这个普通的数字包含丰富的内涵，但我的理解是， 18意味着责任。也许成长本身就是一种责任！
高中里，我们花了6年的时间才开花， 17日在雨季。一旦混乱，在安静的叹了一口气为自己的混乱和平静，我们长大了。因此，开始使用自己的大脑思考周围的一切，也许这是浅，但我们不应盲目追随一组自豪感，对儿童有理性和成熟的告别曾经年轻无知。
18日是一个目的，是一个开端。在此时刻，失去了，在追求之间的转换，我们感到高兴，也正在经历的痛苦。几乎所有的痛苦来自梦想。当我们品尝痛苦，实现自己的梦想，最后，它喜悦明白：痛苦，往往滋生幸福的种子。这不是一项容易的增长，疼痛和痛苦，是不是坏，我们知道，当现实不能改变，我们将及时的变化，但我们总是很喜欢与真正的讨价还价，因为我们爱的世界里，幸福和温暖和爱和痛苦的世界。在成长过程中，我们了解到，您，因为我们无法解开这些小结，我们学会了微笑，欣赏美丽的。因为我们知道，只是慷慨地转过身去，可以找到新的和美丽的风景。
成长是痛苦，但我不想让它留下疤痕。增长是一个变态，经验丰富的困难，打破茧。
在成长的道路往往是寂寞的，以了解对任何人都没时间给自己。不要担心，害怕勇敢，坦率地说，经济增长面临的一切都是为了自己的信念，鼓励，给自己给自己。在成长的历程，我们需要的是冷静，平静，勇敢面对。
常设的门槛上的成人，眼睛的年轻人仍然可能面临着。年轻，明亮的眼睛，揭示了玩世不恭的微笑，温和的悲伤孤独的潜伏。也许这是可悲的增长，感到欢欣鼓舞，感到非常失望救济，噪声哈尔西恩。
一旦留下痛苦的回忆的一天，在图片中，有香味。每当晚上婷步伐鄯善，繁华和喧闹，逐渐消失在安静的夜晚，我经常到无限的记忆。在内存中，承诺的愿望和美丽的承诺，把握毅力和不懈努力，刀片到我的幸福，精心收集。
是的，痛苦和成长记录，成长镌刻下沿足迹，一步一步，我们变得成熟和未来。
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第1个回答 2009-05-25
Growth is a road show in front of me, when I connected with this road cutting, I was also not above the pursuit of change.
When I was in primary school, I was always poor on the street who looked at Baba's middle and high schools the flexibility to ride the bicycle people, they want control over the direction, as if everything is the key to have their own, leaving only one In the cool background, and I can only holding buns hot to walk on the street. At that time, how much I want to have a bicycle of their own, so, I demand the whereabouts of my father, my father said, ": You are still very small, and you grew up in the ride." Elementary schools I want to how fast point up, hurry up and get their own motorcycles.
I am almost in the middle of the summer, I wish to be a bicycle of their own, so I every day, every day before her mother went to a back brush. When I was riding one day in my childhood was found also that the pure and innocent and sincere with my CHAPTER Chen gone, I looked at my brother, sisters of the play fast, look at their day innocent smile will always think of my friends from junior high school students and self-competition, my mind there is a tremendous yearning, I long for him, I am longing for a childhood, but this is only my pursuit of an impossible to achieve. In primary school when I was like how long the high and growing up, but now I am afraid of how the growth is so afraid of growth, my naive, I have been with the childish fantasy have nowhere to be found, along with the growth of notes disappeared.
I'm afraid of growing pains, it makes me feel helpless and timid, it makes me feel confused, uncertain and thus floating. Growth, become confused, so I can not get the pace in step. Free, up in smoke the ... ...
成长是一条大道，展现在我的面前，当我涉伐这条大道的时候，我的追求也在不段的改变。
当我在小学的时候，我总是在马路上可怜巴巴地看着那些上初中、高中的人灵活地骑上单车，他们随心所欲地控制着方向，好像一切的一切都有自己主宰，只留下一个个潇洒的背影，而我却只能捧着热腾腾的包子在马路上行走。那时，我是多么希望有一辆属于自己的单车，于是，我去向爸爸索求，爸爸却说“：你还小，等你长大了在骑。”我在小学里是多么希望自己快点长大，快点得到属于自己的单车。
在我快上初中的那个暑假，我如愿以偿得到了一辆属于自己的单车，于是我每天骑着它，每天在妈妈眼前刷去一个背影。当我有一天在骑单车时发现我的童年与天真还有那纯洁的真挚随着我的陈章一去不复返了，我看着弟弟、妹妹们快了的玩着，看着他们那天真无邪的笑容总会想到我初中的同学与朋友自检的激烈竞争，我的心中有一种无比的向往，我向往着他，我向往着童年，可是这只是我一个不可能实现的追求。我在小学的时候是多么喜欢长高与长大，可是现在的我又是多么害怕成长，是多么害怕成长，我的天真，我的幻想都已经随着稚气已无处可寻，伴随着成长的音符消失了。
我害怕成长中的烦恼，它使我感到一种无奈与胆怯，它使我感到迷惑，从而漂浮不定。成长，变得迷惑，变得让我不敢在迈出脚步。自由，灰飞烟灭了……
When I was in primary school, I was always poor on the street who looked at Baba's middle and high schools the flexibility to ride the bicycle people, they want control over the direction, as if everything is the key to have their own, leaving only one In the cool background, and I can only holding buns hot to walk on the street. At that time, how much I want to have a bicycle of their own, so, I demand the whereabouts of my father, my father said, ": You are still very small, and you grew up in the ride." Elementary schools I want to how fast point up, hurry up and get their own motorcycles.
I am almost in the middle of the summer, I wish to be a bicycle of their own, so I every day, every day before her mother went to a back brush. When I was riding one day in my childhood was found also that the pure and innocent and sincere with my CHAPTER Chen gone, I looked at my brother, sisters of the play fast, look at their day innocent smile will always think of my friends from junior high school students and self-competition, my mind there is a tremendous yearning, I long for him, I am longing for a childhood, but this is only my pursuit of an impossible to achieve. In primary school when I was like how long the high and growing up, but now I am afraid of how the growth is so afraid of growth, my naive, I have been with the childish fantasy have nowhere to be found, along with the growth of notes disappeared.
I'm afraid of growing pains, it makes me feel helpless and timid, it makes me feel confused, uncertain and thus floating. Growth, become confused, so I can not get the pace in step. Free, up in smoke the ... ...
成长是一条大道，展现在我的面前，当我涉伐这条大道的时候，我的追求也在不段的改变。
当我在小学的时候，我总是在马路上可怜巴巴地看着那些上初中、高中的人灵活地骑上单车，他们随心所欲地控制着方向，好像一切的一切都有自己主宰，只留下一个个潇洒的背影，而我却只能捧着热腾腾的包子在马路上行走。那时，我是多么希望有一辆属于自己的单车，于是，我去向爸爸索求，爸爸却说“：你还小，等你长大了在骑。”我在小学里是多么希望自己快点长大，快点得到属于自己的单车。
在我快上初中的那个暑假，我如愿以偿得到了一辆属于自己的单车，于是我每天骑着它，每天在妈妈眼前刷去一个背影。当我有一天在骑单车时发现我的童年与天真还有那纯洁的真挚随着我的陈章一去不复返了，我看着弟弟、妹妹们快了的玩着，看着他们那天真无邪的笑容总会想到我初中的同学与朋友自检的激烈竞争，我的心中有一种无比的向往，我向往着他，我向往着童年，可是这只是我一个不可能实现的追求。我在小学的时候是多么喜欢长高与长大，可是现在的我又是多么害怕成长，是多么害怕成长，我的天真，我的幻想都已经随着稚气已无处可寻，伴随着成长的音符消失了。
我害怕成长中的烦恼，它使我感到一种无奈与胆怯，它使我感到迷惑，从而漂浮不定。成长，变得迷惑，变得让我不敢在迈出脚步。自由，灰飞烟灭了……
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