When we bid farewell to primary school and step into the journey of middle school, we have entered youth, a season of beauty and brilliance. Youth is wonderful and exciting; it is an unforgettable and priceless passage in our transition from childhood to adulthood. As the saying goes, "Nothing is better or more precious than youth!" Therefore, we should cherish our youth and let it shine. I want to say: "Youth becomes brilliant through struggle!"
In school, in our classes, every one of us is striving for our goals. In our studies, we progress actively, help each other, and grow together, striving to build a better class community. After class, on the way home, we share the joys and little moments of every day. On the sports field, we see our agile figures, hear the loud cheers and encouragement. Yes, we struggle every day, and it is through this unceasing effort that we grow!
Take the sports meet in our second year of middle school as an example. Everyone was full of vitality and passion. This was a spirit of struggle, as if everyone wanted to burst out with all their strength. Those running on the track had expressions of struggle on their faces, but what were their inner thoughts? In the moment they crossed the finish line, I think the athletes had no other thoughts in their minds, only a surging current of struggle driving them to give their best.
Perhaps the results were not as satisfactory as hoped, but everyone was still joyful. Their faces showed expressions of relaxation and excitement, because they had tried their best. The joy after struggle is inexpressible.
Consider also the midterm exam in our second year of middle school. On that day, more than 300 of us sat at our desks, determined to do well to justify our past efforts and hardships. Everyone held such a belief, with a positive and upward-looking attitude. We swiftly wrote down the fruits of our efforts and wisdom on the answer sheets. At that moment, we were all struggling, and it was a beautiful scene! Although everyone's scores would certainly differ, and their feelings would vary—disappointment, joy, sadness, or complexity—everyone had tried their best. The diligent review in the days before made the specific scores less important; what remained was reflection, correction, and continued effort.
This is our youth, with tears, with joy, and with bitterness. But it is precisely these colorful experiences, this "bottle of five flavors," that weave our brilliant youth. On the road of youth, struggle and pursuit leave us with an unforgettable and precious memory.
Let us struggle! Youth becomes brilliant through struggle!
