Poetry of struggling youth

Lead: Youth is the most beautiful, but when we are in the prime of life, we often have no intention to feel its beauty when we are intoxicated. So what are the poetry readings of struggling youth? Below I have compiled the poems of struggling youth for your reference.

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The wind in May sang an elegy for spring.

Paint early summer with thick green.

The helplessness and entanglement of falling red with the tide

Soft. People say you lack integrity.

Become strong, but feel lost.

Watching the blue fruit branches finally do this.

My imagination is mature and my mouth is watering.

May is the season of youth.

My heart is wandering in the breeze and drizzle.

Dreams jump on the eyelids and refuse to rest.

Everything is green.

burst with vitality

There is no time to taste the flowers in spring.

No longer expect maple to be drunk and ashamed to climb the mountain.

No longer look forward to the flying snow.

Youth season

Numerous lives, song for you.

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All hope has no limit to stop and extinguish.

Let go of your hands and accept tenderness.

All staying together is for the end.

Go away and remember.

The truth and treasure of love

We agreed not to cry.

Is it careless to love so deeply every minute?

Moisten all eyes

How much do you believe in the future and eternity?

Thinking about waving back at each other.

How long will it take so far?

Long ago and after the reservation

The corners of all cities in the night sky are bright.

The scenes of missing are tender childlike innocence.

Feel you with your heart

Let's cherish all smiling eyes.

Miss coming back bit by bit.

Every minute in the twilight.

Analyze the color on the back.

In memory of all the loved youth.

All hearts eager to fly are eternal in the Olympic spirit. ...

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Poetic proverbs of life

The table is engraved with hazy likes.

I believe everything is fate.

The summer of the third year

Youth is filled with the sweetness of ice cream.

Facing the fleeting time of parting

Even the tip of the pen began to feel uneasy.

Can't write the only wish