第1个回答 2015-04-11
when we are in a wing of the shaman sunshine, place oneself young post, with a cavity blood buoyant, with to meet the sun's hands, to push the light and the door of hope. So all the end of the journey of looking for youth and become a new start.
: youth journey that we have too much pursuit, looking for the light of experience and youth, to become an oath in my heart. Countless times we carry ideal, with the bell of midnight, to pursue belongs to the youth brilliance. Maybe we have nothing, maybe the youth road is still very long, maybe more forward the truth would be full of frustrations and thorns. But we can for ideal, to act as weft, toward the distant goal diligently.
: in the tunnel of time, we hope to use the acuteness of the sky was blue, make the excited heart clear like a sharp arrow shot through the endless sky, toward the far high in the universe. Hope all the same as we find youth travelers, with bags and working towards a distant and holy destinations, pious, go to church until to the last moment of life.
: youth's voice, and make our hiking belief in firmly rooted in the heart, at the foot of the road of pursuing like grass growing. We blowing horns of youth, desperate to mountains, and, as always, toward their destination. Like fish love water, green life after grasping the sun.
: looking for green homes, we have no other choice. When we use hard sweat and blood cast an ideal text, buoyant to record or express indispensable pursuit of life. All experienced hardships like a swirl of snowflakes falling into the soil.
: once upon a time, we ask ourselves, is it because the youth's voice, and make the river of life prematurely surging? To hold up wings to wind and rain thunder and lightning. Is it because the youth's call, and makes the ideal of the blossom to ornament in the shore of life? To blossom of bright color to become the eyes of a beautiful landscape.
: do not think about a lot of good, in fact, many youth trip is on a boat, and follow wave. Like the expedition team, keep in mind that the road ahead is still long and far away, shaking tinkling bell, you know the road ahead cannot measure, through is the pursuit of the process of proof.
: I hope the bell of the dawn of time and space, believe that every morning the sun will make the sky bright. Believe that the youth of the lamp is light, will light up bright young unremitting pursuit.
: let's join hands, covered with the sunlight through the years, speed up the footsteps of youth, to light up the beam of light of ideal hanging in my mind. With the feelings of love to sing a song of youth.