When the wind blows gently, with the heat of summer and the freshness of flowers and plants, tell me that the color in my eyes is youth and the color of my youth is changing.

Diligence-Green

Because the wood is glorious and the grass is green.

Trees, with hard work, make themselves prosperous; Excellent grass, with diligence, make yourself green and swaying; I, on the other hand, branded myself with youthful green.

The ivory tower in my dream is long, like the green in my eyes, shining firmly in the dark. For the dream, I work hard, for the dream, I struggle. In the morning, I was greeted by the first ray of golden light in the morning; At night, there is a bright moon everywhere. At the foot of learning, I take diligence as the road; In the sea of knowledge, I built a boat with suffering.

Intense red

The water is red and the pulse is flowing.

Lotus, swaying, makes itself curly and vivid; Aquatic plants, with floating, make themselves warm and affectionate; I use the red of youth to give myself a lively shadow.

For the shadow, I am active in every corner of the campus. Physical education class, I run and jump. After class, my shadow is a moving point in the sun.

I am eager to make friends, I am eager to talk to people, I am eager to express my views, and I am eager to be noticed. Lively, the true color of my youth; Warm, the background color of my youth, red, the highlight of my youth.

Melancholy blue

The independent bridge is full of sleeves, and Lin Ping returns to the new moon.

Independent and lonely, the bridge is lonely, the cold wind blows, the night is getting up, and there are no pedestrians. On the small bridge, I am alone in the confusion and helplessness that I can't get rid of and want to return. Although youth is dazzling, it is also mixed with blue of depression. Some helplessness in life, occasional incomprehension of elders and some difficulties in learning all make my sky blue but not cold.

Melancholy blue is the most helpless loneliness in youth.

The world marks my life day by day, and the gears of the years have worn away my traces. That is youth, which makes my picture scroll colorful and youthful, and makes my dreams transparent and pure; It is youth that makes my mind pious and uplifting.

Youth's dream is a burning torch, youth's vision is a turbulent sea, youth's life is brilliant, youth's emotional world is profound, and youth's dream world is the sunset and loneliness in Qi Fei.

Through the window lattice, I saw the color in my eyes-youth.

The color in my eyes