畅想17岁的青春
17－year－old sky， a little blue， large flowers big flowers of white clouds floating in the air， failed to cover the sun shine bright．The sky looked so good but sometimes confused， sometimes lost in wait to be able to smell some fresh soup ribs slightly greasy smell in the air scattered throughout， after the sound of my mother will put the call to mass into my earVery gentle mother， whenever I was extremely frustrated and depressed， she will always listen to me complain smiled， and then will be very seriously to make some suggestions． Relatively speaking， it seems that a very warm father will always be full of vitality refueling shout to me．In this lively and warm family feel that their own personality out of tune with this． As a result of this knot has been untied， and then more silence．After their parents can not help but break out once before， to their own thoughts and feelings come clean， has not been to blame， but gained more understanding and tolerant．Now， I have made many good friends， learned how to laugh， to see what the value and meaning of existence． In this way， I am in a warm and harmonious atmosphere of life long gone through the first 16 years．Suddenly found that， Thanksgiving was a 16－year－old age， and around their home to friends who occasionally sent letters thick， which they will always be loaded with a never－ending mine Road．Youth is contradictory， as the young 16－year－old， clearly created an attractive， but both sides of the roads are covered with thorns． Walking trail， turn slightly， a delicate fragrance will face the onslaught from gardenia opened， 17－year－old during the rainy season， the door has been opened， are waiting for me to hand over their tickets． I bow to look at the palm of the hand， see only the "feeling of relatives and friends" It's two words．I was standing on the air clean， sunny vibrant taste， smiled happily．17岁的天空，微微泛蓝，大朵大朵的白云飘浮在空中，却没能遮住太阳耀眼的光芒。
望着这样的天空有时候却好迷茫，有时候痴痴地遐想，便能闻到一股清新略带油腻的排骨汤的香味在空气中散漫开来，之后妈妈好听的呼唤声便宛转地传进了我的耳朵妈妈很温柔，每当我受到挫折而郁闷至极时，她总会微笑着听我诉苦，然后会很认真地提出一些建议。相对而言，爸爸便显得十分热情，总会充满活力地对我大喊加油。
在这个活泼热情的家庭中，总觉得自己的性格与此格格不入。由于这个心结一直没有解开，于是便愈发沉默。
之后，忍不住在父母面前爆发过一次，将自己的想法和感受全盘托出，竟然没有受到责备，反而获得了更多的理解和包容。
现在，我交了很多要好的朋友，学会了放声大笑，了解到自己存在的价值和意义。就这样，我在温馨融洽的气氛下走过了漫漫人生中的第16个年头。
忽然发觉，16岁真是个感恩的年纪，为了学业而奔走他乡的好友们偶尔会寄来厚厚的信件，里面装载着他们永远道不完的千叮万嘱。
青春是矛盾的，就像16岁的花季，明明美仑美奂，但道路两旁却长满了荆棘。漫步小道，微微转头，一股幽香便袭面而来，栀子花开了，17岁的雨季，大门已被打开，正等待我交出手中的入场券。我低头看看手心，看到的只有“亲友之情”这四个字。
我站在纯净的空气里，闻到那充满阳光的朝气味道，开心地笑了。 |