无须吟诵李清照的“寻寻觅觅,冷冷清清,凄凄惨惨戚戚”;也不必轻唱李煜的“问君能有几多愁,恰似一江春水向东流。”年轻的心不装填离愁别绪,青春的笑容拒绝忧虑相思。我想张开翅膀,向天空高喊:“我要翱翔!”我是一只挣扎在母亲襁褓中的幼鸟。翱翔、放飞,渴望着寻找属于自己的晴空,是我坚定不移的信念。无论是在春光灿烂、夏日炎炎,还是在秋高气爽、冬日凛冽,我梦想自己那娇健的身影能在天空中潇洒地掠过,成为一道别致的风景线。于是,我不停地试飞,反复地练习着。可每一次都会从半空中摔下来,让我痛得叫不出声。我极力拖着 Do not chant Li Qingzhao “looking for, deserted, desolate miserable ”; do not have to sing Li Yu “ask how many can worry about the monarch, just like a river flow east.” “Young Heart does not fill distraction, youthful smile refused to worry about Acacia. I want to open my wings and shout to the sky: ”I want to fly! " I was a young bird struggling in the mother’s shyness. Soaring, flying, eager to find their own clear sky, is my firm belief. Whether it is in the spring, the summer heat, or in the autumn, winter, cold, I dreamed of my Johnson’s figure skimming in the sky, as a unique landscape. So I kept flying and practicing repeatedly. Every time will fall from mid-air, let me pain can not speak without sound. I strongly dragged