With swirl snowflakes spent a very interesting Christmas, ear listening, New Year's footsteps are close.
Looking east, the time tunnel is a bright bright day, let us gently waved to it:
New Year, Hello!
The new Year is the end of the past year. Looking back on the past days, in a year of 365 miles on the road, despite the many twists and turns, how much bumpy, how many hardships, but we have come, and after all, we have reached the end.
Like mountain climbing, when you along the steep winding mountain road, the extremely exhausted climb to the peak, feel "will be very high, the list of the mountain small", your mood must be indescribable excitement and pride. As well as running the marathon athletes, whether or not to get a good position, are admirable.
Yes, in the face of the new year, we are winners!
Looking back on our journey of life, in the past 365 days full of frost and rain, we have struggled, enterprising, failed, also succeeded.
Our laughter and loss, our confusion and confusion, all became a wonderful memory, as Pushkin said in a poem: "And that the past, will be infected with inexplicable acacia." "Isn't it?"
The new Year is also the starting point for a fresh year. New Year is a milestone in time, on New Year's Day, we are more of the imagination of the future, looking forward to the future of the journey, those who are about to complete the cause of the upcoming opportunities, the bright future is looming in front of us, with mysterious dreams and endless joy to tempt us.
So, we in the heart again ignited confidence and hope, without their exhaustion and pain, but also hesitate to trials and hardships.
The new Year is always at the coldest time of the year, however, when winter comes, will spring be far behind?
Yes, hope is in front, luxuriant, colorful spring, scorching, million wood lush summer in front ...
That countless poetic poetry awaits us to feel to depict: the morning of the lake full of sunshine, the dusk of the path of the petals, and the misty rain on the path of the Qing River in the south, the warm spring breeze in the north of the wheat field, Clear Creek ...
Just wait in front of the river of time to wave to us ...
There is no complete spectrum, the ideal butterfly has been in the dream like a note in the same dance fluttering over the ...
Yes, although the road ahead is still bumpy, the wind is still raging howling, but for the heart of the Red sun, for that immortal hope and beautiful vision, we have to forward, forward ...
Because our business needs themselves, our ideals are waiting for themselves to achieve, we may not care too much obstruction and care, our world without others ' understanding and applause!
"Year-old flowers are similar, year-old people are different." "The coming of the new year will always touch something deep in our hearts." such as the passage of time, life is easy to old, eldest brother Underachievement and so on. But anyway, 365 miles a year is going to be the end of the road.
Let us book desk of the multitude, put aside the worry, stop rushing, stretch a tired waist, with a washed heart, calmly wait for the midnight that a bell rang, to the future to give the most pious prayers, because the new Year is coming!
The New Year is coming!
Standing on the New Year's Day this newly painted white starting line, toward tomorrow, toward the east that round rising red sun, let us fly in the hearts of the dove, in full bloom of the lily mood, sincere authentic sound:
New Year, Hello!
Our world needs no other's understanding and applause