The Great Central Plains of Troubled Youth 1

100 gold to buy horses, 100 gold to buy beauties; Where to buy youth? The ancients Dr. Qu Yuan once expressed such emotion. Youth is beautiful, some people use the morning sun and flowers to describe the beauty of youth, but youth is jerky, just like flowers inevitably have to suffer the baptism of storms in order to become more gorgeous. Youth is short-lived, not firmly grasped, fleeting. Intercept the best period of your life, deduce a life story that has never been seen before, and bring you a period of thought that is either happy or sad or unhappy, and may change a person's life.

September 2043 is another school season, and the universities and colleges in Donghua have ushered in a group of new students. At 8 a.m. on the 6th, it was located in front of the Central Plains Provincial University of Journalism and Media in the northeast of the Higher Education District of Binhe City, Central Plains Province. Accompanied by my father Yang Peigen and mother Lin Meixiu, I Yang Zaixu came to the front of the University of Journalism and Media. The father, who was sitting in the passenger seat, settled the taxi fare of 40 yuan, opened the door and stepped out of the taxi. To Ms. Lin and me in the car, she said, "Madam, son, get out of the car." "Mrs. Lin walked down on the left side of the car, and I walked down on the right.

The taxi driver opened the trunk, my father carried the large suitcase, I carried my black travel backpack, and my mother carried another, smaller suitcase. The three of us waved goodbye to the taxi driver. The father said, "Thank you, master, goodbye, you go slowly." The taxi driver honked his horn and waved his hand, "Goodbye." The taxi left the north gate of Communication University and headed east.

I said, "Mom, I'm carrying my suitcase." The mother said, "No, I'll just carry it." I said, "Give it to me, let my classmates see that it's time to laugh at me." I snatched the suitcase from my mother's hand and strode towards the school gate. The mother smiled and said to the father, "Look at our son, it seems that he has grown up overnight." The father said meaningfully, "Yes, my son has grown up." "My mother trotted all the way and came after me. While chasing, he shouted: "Wait for us, son." My father hurriedly chased after him with a large suitcase.

My father, 64 years old, from Yanshan City, Liaoning Province, was an employee of a public institution before his retirement. My father writes some idle books in his spare time, and although he is not rich, he is more than enough. My father often said, "It doesn't matter if you have more money or less money, but the most important thing is to be happy." Another sentence is: "Money is a bastard, and you can earn it when you go." ”

My mother, 59 years old, from Yanshan City, Liaoning Province, has been retired for a few years, and was also an employee of a public institution.

In the college entrance examination this summer, I was admitted to the Central Plains Provincial University of Journalism and Media with a score of 10 points. We got off the train at Binhe East Railway Station at ten o'clock last night, and after getting off the train, we found a hotel nearby and stayed first. I got up early today and had a simple breakfast at the stall in front of the hotel, so I hurriedly took a taxi and ran over.