In one's childhood, always wanting to be brought up, the world that original adult just discovers after be brought up is so complex. Young when innocent already not answer exist, once blueness is acerbity become mature gradually. I confused a road on this road that leads to a success, I am not sadness, also not be sad, I am only as time parting and what to lose together.
小时候，总想着长大，长大后才发现原来大人的世界那么复杂。幼时的天真已不复存在，曾经的青涩逐渐变得成熟。我在这条通往成功的道路上迷了路，我不是悲伤，也不是难过，我只是随着年华的逝去而一起失去了什么。
Still remember just going up when elementary school we, the bosom is putting pure with the dream, of pleasant to see is attractive scene, those who hear is moving movement, we roam in intellectual ocean, move toward our dream slowly. In eye of that one in pairs, those who was full of pair of knowledge long for, what did not come is yearning and the persistence to the dream. We are in original when make the promise below, it is the state that we yearn for to arrive at, their accord our infinite motivation, give us the power of active enterprising, let us find the way of life, sturdy before row. Those prep against early morning of the first dawn read sound, still conceive in those late nights those who putting a dream is assiduous, those practice the countless essential technique that all over repeatedly, resemble the dust with an ordinary bead, companion has walked along each Chun Xiaqiu as us winter, pile composition build by laying bricks or stones to give dreamy embryonic form slowly in elapsing years.
还记得刚上小学时的我们，怀揣着一份纯真和梦想，入眼的都是迷人的风光，听到的都是动人的乐章，我们徜徉在知识的海洋中，慢慢走向我们的梦想。那一双双眼睛里，充满了对知识的渴求，未来的向往以及对梦想的执着。我们在最初的时候许下的诺言，就是我们所渴望抵达的境界，他们给与我们无限的动力，给予我们积极进取的力量，让我们找到人生的方向，坚定前行。那些迎着清晨第一缕晨光的读书声，那些深夜里依然怀揣着梦想的刻苦，那些反复练习无数遍的基本功，像一粒粒不起眼的尘土，伴随着我们走过一个个春夏秋冬，在流逝的岁月中慢慢堆作文砌出梦想的雏形。
We were tired of the life of such go round and round, we begin revolt, we begin to fall into enemy hands. On this road, too much and too much person confused a road, I see they abandon because of a bit setback, I see they jump over Yue Yuanyue get stuck or bogged down is deeper, stop without mechanical resistance however. I also cannot see their persistence to the dream again, also cannot see them again at the outset that passion. The thing that is happiness not answer exist, be still the heart that we lost happiness?
我们厌倦了这样周而复始的生活，我们开始反抗，我们开始沦陷。在这条道路上，太多太多的人迷了路，我看到他们因为一点挫折而放弃，我看到他们越走越远越陷越深，却无力阻止。我再也看不到他们对梦想的执着，再也看不到他们当初的那份激情。是美好的东西不复存在，还是我们失去了美好的心？
A lot of moment, I aux would rather bruise of all over the body, also do not wish to be in sigh plaints when past of turn one's head in the future, because I know that is a loser only nevertheless,abandoned first of the heart penitent, without half real significance. A minute cultivated a minute of results, is the success the monument that sweat and tears of blood build like the where on the world? Even if be a little careless break ground and the power of pliable but strong that give, need to perserve hold to.
很多时候，我宁愿满身伤痕，也不愿在日后回首往事时感叹唏嘘，因为我知道那不过只是一个失败者背弃了初心的悔悟，没有半份的实际意义。一分耕耘一分收获，世上哪一样成功不是汗水和血泪筑成的丰碑？哪怕是一棵小草破土而出的韧力，都需要持之以恒的坚持。
Youth is the big play of life of a hearten, in music eventually the person comes loose that momently, it is the start of another paragraph of life likewise, hope we can take this to insist to be blessed with this together, cherish sturdy heart annals and perseverance to set out, do not forget first heart, from beginning to end ……
青春是一场振奋人生的大戏，在曲终人散的那一刻，同样是另一段人生的起点，希望我们能一同带着这份坚持和这份祝福，怀着坚定的心志和毅力出发，勿忘初心，方得始终……(文/优秀同学)