the youth, the sweet and wonderful words, power always brings people endless reverie and march forward courageously, enterprising. youth, in this special day -- the xx anniversary, is more dazzling. youth, like the wind, like a torch, like morning morning sun, reveals the passion and vitality.
打开青春的记忆匣子，总会发现有一张熟悉的面庞触动我们心中小小的港湾。我记得xxxx年我加入了共青团，成为了一名团员，当拿到那个印着团徽的证书时，我感觉我应该比别人做的好，我应该成为优秀者，因为我有的他们没有，或许这就是我那时的想法吧。随着时间的推移我对共青团的认识似乎更深刻了也似乎更加的不了解共青团的真正内涵。
open the memory of youth box, will always find a familiar face touches our hearts a little bay. i remember xxxx and i joined the communist youth league, becoming a member, when get the printed mark the certificate, i feel i should do better than others, i should be good, because i have none of them, perhaps this is my idea. with the passage of time i on the understanding of the communist youth league seems more profound also seems to not understand the true meaning of the communist youth league.
当我们跨入大学的第一天起，就注定了我们的不平凡，注定了我们肩负的责任，祖国的未来，父母的期望，个人的前程，这或许就是青年团所包含的，也是我们所期望的。我的大学，带给我的不仅有反思、沉着、兴奋与渴望，更有年青活力与激情。让我反思过去，沉着处世，兴奋我所拥有的和渴望我即将所拥有的，这一切的一切
