I am sixteen years old, compared to the previous years many troubles, more tears, more rebellious. Take one's ease for only belong to own the sky, not pile up like a mountain hand work, no parents talk nineteen to the dozen criticism. Maybe it is in our youth!
Now we feel life is being on the yoke of large cage, tired of learning. Every day our footprint can spread in the corner of the school, every day is a rope with homework, no matter go that will be pulled back. Yes, these are my yesterday of adolescence under the definition of ' tired '. Gradually found that youth this rebellious stage, everyone will experience a return. No to sixteen years old children look forward to gradually mature, in sixteen years we are wasting the youth's style, already had sixteen years old people always hope to be able to experience youth Feiyang, youth annoyance, youth.
Some people cannot restrain adolescent this impulse, on the only day, squandering the parents hard-earned money. The boys think that smoking and drinking on the Internet it's cool thing. The left hand little cigarette, right hand a glass of wine, be riotous with colour dyed hair, sideways up a ' legs '. When you are doing these things, have not thought about the money in his hand which to come from. If you look back to think the parents that countless hunched over with a long thick cocoon hand wipe the sweat of the time, perhaps you would not do that.
Youth is so beautiful, but by our interpretation so sad. The joy of troubles, intertwined with the transient days boil into a bowl of sour, sweet, bitter, hot soup. Now we are slowly taste the soup.
Control sixteen years old the throbbing, and forever it will deeply buried in the heart. The dream of flying in adolescence, let him wander in the piece to belong to own sky.
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