Poetry reading in praise of youth

Beautiful youth, we should praise it. The following is a poem reading about praising youth that I compiled on the Internet for everyone to read.

Poetry recitation in praise of youth: walking youth

Stroll through youth

On the edge of life

Looking for the footprint of love

The law of love of filar silk

The spirit of youth

Stroll through youth

Urban air

Hide a bad temper

Chaotic steam

The true meaning of youth

Stroll through youth

In the transparency of the wheel

Crush the traces of years

Trajectory of line

The departure of youth

Stroll through youth

Peace in the sky

Soaring in the silent sky

The outbreak of light attack

The smoothness of youth

Stroll through youth

Four seasons inheritance

It's casual when you watch it.

Slowly and clearly

The passing of youth

Stroll through youth

In the morning and evening of the building

The mutual snuggling of solid objects

Full of sincerity

Memories of youth

Stroll through youth

A little bit of growth

Poetic experience

Deep friendship

The beauty of youth

Stroll through youth

In the bumpy rise

Fearless of the dark night

Silent support

Melody of youth

Poetry recitation in praise of youth: lonely youth

There is a lonely young man in the world.

Living shyly in time, writing poems leads to life.

What a tiny dream

A day of gratitude and awe.

Mourning enriches the memory.

Youth, youth

I really love you

Love the world you gave me.

But I don't like the experience you enhanced for me.

How much wind and rain have you tasted alone?

How many words have you put up with alone?

Just for one line.

Deprived.

You deserve the warmth of love.

Stick to your favorite life all your life.

This world! You have no reason to see me clearly because of this.

Even if I close my eyes.

I believe that there will also be a spirit.

Poetry recitation in praise of youth: the dream of youth.

In the colorful dreams of youth,

Longing for career success is the most wonderful dream;

Have a boiling passion,

Let the ice and snow in my heart melt.

The preciousness of youth lies in its brevity;

Not only did she spend it,

Every note of hers is a sonorous, passionate and brilliant movement.

Career is the sun of youth,

Youth without career is just a bunch of plastic flowers,

Although extremely exquisite, it lacks the fragrance of life.

Youth belongs to development,

It belongs to exploration,

Belongs to creation,

Belong to endeavor!

It is painful to envy others' success.

Only by getting rid of the pain,

Pursuing a career in infatuation,

You will be enviable, too.

Lament, sadness and depression are three bitter fruits on the road of life.

There is no point in chewing too much,

Dream a thousand colorful dreams in Simmons' soft bed,

What I wake up with is terrible loneliness.

Poetry recitation in praise of youth: goodbye, youth

Time is a door.

Love is a net.

I stand outside the door of time.

Look at the struggling time on the Internet.

Scar on the left atrium

Have a nice name

This is called beautiful pain.

Years have turned the annual rings round and round.

These puzzles are no longer eternal.

Those pictures of playing house in open-backed pants

Memories that have faded and turned yellow.

The brave words of galloping the world.

Evaporated into clouds

Dissipate with the wind

be

We have grown old.

Those sorrows

Brilliant as fireworks

Breeze blowing

all

Return to dullness

Poetry recitation in praise of youth: the time of youth.

Youth is fleeting.

I stand at the highest point of loneliness.

neglect

The date of decay and stink.

Panic is a mask of cowardice.

It's timidity

I can't touch the edge of my soul.

night wind

Tear my dignity with a rain blade.

Tears can't help flowing down.

I'm so afraid of loneliness.

Afraid to turn around

There's nobody around.

The flowers on the other side never bloom for me.

I am the only one wandering on the shore.

The world is so sad.

No port can be found to dock.

Someone you really can't touch?

Silence is pale.

I am still alive.

Too tired

I dare not expect to have a future with you.

I'm on the verge of wandering

You can only rely on your bag.

Lying on the grass

look into the sky

Sigh

There is at least one world.

We are together.

at present

Are you like me?

Look up at the same sky

Youth poetry recitation