英语关于青春的文章

80词左右，英文，写青春的
或者几句写青春的句子，我完了自己拼起来
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给你句子你自己组合：
Youth is not a time of life, it's the deep springs of life.
Youth is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees, it's a matter of the will, a qulity of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions.
Youth is an apetite for adventures, it often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20 without a time of years, but the ambitions.
There is in every human being's heart the lure of wonders, it's obious when the youth.
There is in the center of your heart and my heart a wireless station for recieving the informations of beauty, love, courage and power from man and from the infinite.
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Youth 英语作文网为您收集 Youth Youth is a precious gift and a golden time in our life. When we are young, we are strong and healthy. It is the time for us to prepare ourselves to become responsible citizens. Youth comes only once in a lifetime, therefore, it is important that we should not waste those years in idleness and bad living. This is also the time when our memories are best. We are able to learn more during this time than when we become older. During our younger years, we have the enthusiasm to set high goals for ourselves. We also try to overcome obstacles which are placed in our way. If we realize how precious youth is, we will be fulfilled when we are young as well as when we are older. If we waste our youth, we will spend the rest of our lives wishing we could be young again.

When I chiqibi to record the past, but found the brain will delete, maintenance of the self in its past it will let you in, like behind when his sleepy, hazy yesterday years! Another the grass sprout out of the earth, liu light dances season. Sitting in the classroom by window, sunshine in our backs, warm feeling, doing a wonderful game. Mind constantly picking up time pieces fall. "Like a barefoot, head plunge with two thatch of balls in the little girl, the rays of the beach, collecting beautiful shell." Helpless, a drop of tears slide down on my cheek, beautiful diary. Sorrow is painful, so I don't like coffee. Let me taste sweet memories of within the past. Remember this time last year, is a swallow, yunnan, colorful world, not to the naive ZhangKaiMeng I like arms. But is this close tightly, who also don't steal the carefree. The flower opens. Grass green. The rippling water from the heart, pick round, like ripples round me good mood was repeatedly amplification. Dragon Boat Festival commemorate qu yuan? Good mood, is the source of all actions. Hence, running, jumping, persisted, diligently, fighting, as long as no longer silent. Look, the class the silence of the lambs, no longer silent. Because I knew, silence is desert. Buried with dark days of pain. So, the teacher ask me every time, brave firmly held up his hand. Just right and wrong, because that is the true answer me. Gradually, active I became a teacher in class, "the" interphone right and wrong can show me some luster. Thus, sucking the knowledge of showers, I a long river, upstream slowly, grow up. "He wasted time, I now into one truly understand the profound connotation. Zhuge liang, historical status and memorial temple is the long years, bath, our life spring.

youth 　　samuel ullman 　　youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep spring of life. 　　youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. this often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. nobody grows old merely by a number of years. we grow old by deserting our ideas. 　　years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust. 　　whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing childlike appetite for what’s next and the joy of the game of living. in the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station: so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the infinite, so long are you young. 　　when the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you‘ve grown old, even at 20. but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at 80. 很经典的一篇文章，可以背下来。。。