Chapter one: About my youth, my dream poem "Youth? My dream blooms for you.
midnight
My thoughts flew over the galaxy.
Fall asleep in deep thought.
In a dream
With your furry face
Real. hug
once
Stupid enough to let yourself live for missing.
Let you be the whole of life
Let every dream bloom for you.
Don't let a second pass you by.
Let every heartbeat speed up for you.
Let every smile show you.
Let every tear fall for you.
Every time I slow down, I just wait for you.
once
There are many for you every time.
because
young
We are unscrupulous.
Because young
The wonderful family relationship turned into deep love.
Because young
Treat everything as love.
Because young
We are stubborn and persistent.
Because young
We won't let it go easily.
Because young
So profound
Chapter two: About my youth, my dream poem "Dream of Youth".
If youth is a dream,
I hope the wind in your dream won't blow away,
Clouds that cannot be dispersed by rain,
Summer provides you with shade,
Stay with you in winter,
Looking at your joy and happiness,
Feel pain and sadness,
Spring flowers and autumn fruits, we walked together,
The prosperous dream of youth,
You see young smiling faces in your dreams,
How many people understand their joys and sorrows,
A young and ignorant man,
How many vows of youth can be buried,
What a beautiful dream of youth,
Happy or sad,
Love or hate,
Who wants to get out of it,
For such a prosperous youth dream,
We used to prefer not to wake up.
Chapter 3: About my youth, my dream poem "The Dream of Youth Blooming".
If I refuse the morning sunshine
Blend into the night sky
My sleepless eyes
My soul is rippling in the darkness
Xingyue has fallen asleep.
Flowers wither in tears at night.
Beauty will slip away at night.
My mind is getting old, too.
Give time a question mark.
What are you?
Why are you in such a hurry?
Can you give me a dream?
Give me one when I wake up.
Can see the dream of youth blooming
A faint fragrance came to the nose.
I took it to the sacred palace.
Chapter four: About my youth, my dream poem "In the Prime of Youth".
When I was in my prime
No sorrow, no sorrow.
On the endless grassland
Pastoral pastoral of grazing youth and happiness
When I was in my prime
No tears, no sadness.
In the starry night sky
A rising star who pursues the ideal of youth
When I was in my prime
No loneliness, no sadness.
In spring, a hundred flowers blossom.
In the season of youthful love.
When I was in my prime
No loss, no sadness.
In an epic era
Fly the hydrogen balloon of youth dream.