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My Journey Through Adolescence |
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Yesterday and today beckoned, and slowly but surely, I bid farewell to my
childhood self, waiting at the corner was my adolescent self. Yesterday is a
memory, tomorrow is a hope, and today is the treasure that you hold in your
hand. My school is not a beautiful campus, but it's filled with laughter. Here,
the blood of martyrs is poured, the flowers of heroes bloom, and the ideals of
my classmates take flight. We explore and innovate here, and the sound of
recitation permeates the entire campus.
Passing by the third-grade student's list, I accidentally saw the name Weng
Wenjing, and I felt proud inside. This is what it means to be on the list! But
then I thought again, "Third-grade is in the middle of the six classes in this
school. Is it a good class?" Confused, I heard some phrases that dispelled my
doubts. "Yay! I made it to the third-grade, the top class!" I don't know who
shouted excitedly. If my mood were compared to the ocean, it would be a wave
that rises and falls. The top class is made up of good students from all over
the world. In the future, I will face a lot of pressure, heavy academic
workload, and many competitors. Gradually, my heart emits both happy smiles and
anxious concerns, and I am at a loss for words. All of this is a new beginning.
Star prayers, distant skies, hoping there is still radiance on the blue side.
The starting point of a towering tree is a small seed, and the starting point of
a towering building is a mundane foundation stone. The starting point of a new
world is a pair of hardworking hands. I want to create waves on a calm river and
establish a green oasis on a desolate island. I will work hard, never bow down
to any storm, and be an indestructible force.
Hard work and struggle are the capital of my goals. I will use this capital to
gain the rewards that I deserve. |
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