Poetry about youth inspiration

1. Poems praising youth

Youth is blue, like an endless clear sky, like a charming ocean.

Far-reaching and vast, full of fantasy.

Youth is green, like a green bamboo, like an open grassland.

Full of infinite vitality and vigor.

Youth is red, like a burning flame, like the rising sun.

Full of energy and hope, willing to selflessly contribute light and warmth.

Youth is white, like snow and waves, like clouds and the moon, and Bai Jie is flawless. I like a blank sheet of paper, I like writing words, and I like drawing the latest and most beautiful pictures.

Youth is colorless. As the wind changes endlessly, as the fog is gorgeous and charming.

Indulge it and regret it for life; Ride it and ride the wind and waves.

Youth is colorful. With it, your life will be colorful.

Youth is a beautiful poem and a beautiful song.

Let's grasp it sincerely and let the flowers of youth bloom in four seasons.

youth

Clouds are still hovering in the sky.

The flower of youth bloomed without hesitation.

someone says that

Youth petals treasured in life photo album

Maybe it's just

A pair of eyes that can never be forgotten.

An exciting smile.

I want to say ... ...

Belong to me forever

When the Ran Ran rises, it will be dawn.

Flower of youth

Will glow after wind, frost, rain and snow.

The course of youth

Writing a magnificent chapter requires constant fighting.

2. Poetry of youth

Youth is a song.

A song that never gives up.

Youth is a kind of

A never-ending river

Youth is a book.

Never get tired of reading.

Youth is a cup.

Endless tea

Youth is a building.

Standing on the top of the national forest

Carve the footprints of thousands of young people in Qian Qian.

Youth is a building.

Knowledge pagoda

Sprinkle the sweat of thousands of young people in Qian Qian.

Youth is a thriving tree.

Stand the test of wind and rain

Youth is a flower.

A budding bud

Want to show the world your unique charm.

I use passionate

Heart of youth

Give yourself a gift of youth

That is a poem of youth.

3. Believe in the future

When cobwebs mercilessly sealed my stove.

When the smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty

I still stubbornly smooth away the ashes of disappointment.

Write with beautiful snowflakes: believe in the future.

When my purple grapes turn into dew in late autumn

When my flowers snuggle up to other people's feelings

I still stubbornly use frosted vines.

Write on the desolate land: believe in the future.

I want to use my fingers to stir the waves that rush to the horizon.

I want to hold the sun in my hand.

The warm and beautiful pen flickers with the dawn.

Write with a child's pen: believe in the future.

I believe in the future.

Yes, I believe that people's eyes in the future

She brushed away the eyelashes of history.

She has a student who can read through the years.

No matter what people think of our rotting bodies.

Those lost blues, the pain of failure.

It was tears of emotion and deep sympathy.

Or give a contemptuous smile and bitter ridicule?

I firmly believe that people are interested in our spine.

Countless explorations, lost ways, failures and successes.

I will definitely give a warm, objective and fair evaluation.

Yes, I am anxiously waiting for their comments.

Friends, believe in the future.

Believe in indomitable efforts

Young people who believe in overcoming death.

Believe in the future and love life.

4. Dialogue with youth

Who simplified the dance steps into lines?

Who fixed this song into a movement?

The source of youth

Like the spring of life

The source and passion of your emotions.

Your bright eyes

How many creators have been inspired to climb?

Your color

How many devotees' aphorisms have been lit up?

Understand youth

We must start with creation.

Experience youth

It takes a lifetime of hard work.

Dialogue with youth

The temptation of charm is as always.

Colorful reverie carries colorful yearning.

Hiking in your desire

Your eyes are my motivation.

Dialogue with youth

I will love every inch of time.

In my little-known dream

Your scenery will always be a prop full of love.

Interpret the joys and sorrows of life.