Poetry describing young people

Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased trees.

The waves behind push the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old ones

I advise you not to cherish Gold-threaded clothes, I advise you to cherish your youth.

If there are flowers, you must break them off. Don’t wait until there are no flowers.

Young people don’t know what it’s like to be sad,

Falling in love with upstairs

Falling in love with upstairs, but saying that the weather is cold in autumn.