A poem praising youth: Dream of Youth.
Deciduous leaves are the course of youth.
Passion into the embrace of black soil
A dream of a leaf
The flow of white clouds confirms the youth of the sky.
Keep the sky blue forever
Dream blue sky
Youth is a journey in my life.
Branches and leaves hanging from the treetops
Are signs of my growth.
The white hair on my head is a by-product of my youth.
As youth is swallowed up by time
White hair is increasing.
One by one.
But dreaming of falling down
Rush to rebirth
I dream of becoming a big tree.
Hang youth on the branches.
Look up at the blue sky
Fly at will
A poem praising youth: feeling youth.
When our hearts are no longer sad
The door of youth is open to you.
Through the cycle of the four seasons
go through all the vicissitudes of life
You are still wandering in the wind, flowers and snow.
Traces of time
Brush across the sky
Draw a rainbow
The beautiful image behind me
It is the road that youth has traveled.
look back
The season of dreams has long passed.
A poem praising youth: polish youth
The mountain peak polished the night with its majestic back.
The dirt road in my hometown is full of songs from my childhood.
One old man after another.
A figure plowed with rough fingers
The mellow and lazy Chinese characters in my pen
I use the singing posture.
Stand up straight (classic sentence)
Stand in a cold-resistant shape in the loneliness of hometown
Standing on my father's tall and thin spine.
No one can insult my Chinese characters.
Because my Chinese characters are full of lines that my mother scratched.
There is a mother at the entrance of the village, with a curved body like a river.
Some children never lie in their childhood.
Some brothers work in other places and reap love with virtue.
There are beautiful mountain girls who stay at home like Mulan.
I deal with China people with young shoulders.
Non-standard Mandarin is in the city center.
Carrying dreams in reinforced concrete
Fast food and steamed bread make me grow.
Grievance and humiliation are never at ease.
The scarred body smelled good when it fell.
I always believe that there will be a place for me to rest tomorrow.
There will be a new sun.
Krew Z Nosa
Polish your dreams
Young footsteps
like splitting a bamboo
friend
Do not hesitate.
Fly bravely with me
A poem praising youth: youth in fire
A fine horse on time.
Go straight to the vast night sky
Will the infinite darkness
Once again ignited the fiery youth.
Let the silent night
More colorful
Make a promise to the vast starry sky
The promise of youth
Back to the dance floor of time
Shake a strong waist
Put dreams and happiness
Spend money freely.
Meinianhua youth dance
Free and happy writing spring and autumn
This moment I no longer wander.
Enthusiastically
Turn back to youth.
Into a blazing flame
Like a warm spring breeze.
Gently caress three mountains and five mountains
Across the Yangtze River and the Yellow River
Let the land of China
It burns everywhere.
The fire of my youth
till the end of time
Don't worry.
look for an excuse
There are no more tears on your face.
Get rid of all the baggage
be eager ...
The pinnacle of ideal
A poem praising youth: Youth Singing
Youth sings and peach blossoms bloom.
I lay on the roof and watched the clouds fade away.
Show the mirror-like sky
Where you are, so are the flowers.
Time flies.
Skip Qianshan.
When you and I met.
A long time ago.
Meet again
Look at your vicissitudes.
Inadvertent maturity
Turn into a flood of sadness
When you are here, your youth is here.
Like jasmine
Fragrant, calm
Timely flowering
be in one's prime