What are the poems that live up to youth?

The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.

Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.

I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.

The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?

If young people don't work in time, they will only regret for life when they are old.

If you hit a stone, there will be fire, but if you don't hit Yuan, there will be no smoke.

It is unnatural to learn without learning.

Everything has to be his own luck. He has to be my sage.

Youth must be early, how can we grow into teenagers?