Today is the 17th birthday.Where is the next year today, I will.
The middle of the night sleepless, sit at the desk.Light to get soft again downy, pen in hand transit a circle and a circle, but has no writing, even if there is something in heart, this moment has forgotten how to express.
Remember you ever yearned for life now, now...
Yes, this is the senior year, I was yearning.Nervous and busy, painful but happy.Until recently, three high, really came to the front.Unexpectedly, not with the examination paper of exams, without stifling crush policy, making ready to fully prepared for me a bit disappointed.However, after a few days...Looking at the front of the run of the people, want to follow their step did not move;Listen behind homicidal cry, want to get rid of them but overwhelmed;Looking at oneself the unexamined day after day, want to take it easy but heart has unwilling.Invisible pressure is haunted, and even the slightest slack is evil, have xi xi ha ha I'll harder to use laughter to hide his fear.Don't know what is next, don't know the way back, how to day.Now, confused and helpless, once yearning, now the disappointment.
Remember the past adult ceremony, you wrote down: and all the past say goodbye, meet new himself.So now...
Yes, the past goodbye, hello tomorrow.Happened in the past 17 years, it's too much, some memories are too beautiful, cannot bear to see;Some memories are too bad, dare not to see.And all this has become the past tense.Now, is to be changed.No longer like a child, full of rely on to others;No longer being bitter, full of complaints to the world;No longer balked, full of fear for the future;No longer evade the risk, I step forward bravely.The past 17 years, we have similar experiences, similar to that of childhood and youth.But from now on, our life will shine a different colour.The way to go, with a new attitude to meet our youth.Now, mature, metamorphosis, past seventeen years, new future.
Remember you have countless dreams, but in the end chose the distance, so, now...
Yes, the dream in the distance, I'm on the road.Childhood dream is so naive, and everything was out of reach;Parents planning so safe, but I was unwilling to mediocrity;Constantly change their idea, and now is chose to do.Really really is came to this time, when the choice before the eyes, have a little confused, a little hope.Pain, struggle and hesitation, choose, I chose the goes away, go to the place that I look forward to.Seems to be the best catalyst of dream is reality, even if encounter difficulties, even failure, but the dream of the lighthouse is still there, always illuminate my way forward.Now, the dream in the distance, I hope that my efforts, worthy of that beautiful place.
That night, the lights outside the window has go to sleep, I also should have a rest.I hope you can hear me talking, 17 years old, will be lost, will be helpless, but I still full of courage, toward the dream goes away!
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