A poem about a young man.

1. There are poems by young lang, and there are many years of Xinfeng wine and Xianyang Rangers.

When we meet, your spirit is for you to drink, and you are tied to the high horse building.

Shounian poem

Year: Song Author: Su Shi

Want to know how old you are, a snake went to the valley, and the scales fell by half. Who can cover it? The situation wants to tie its tail, although it is diligent and knows how to do it! Children are forced not to eat and should be happy together. Don't crow, it is even more daunting. After sitting for a long time, the lights went down and I looked at the Big Dipper. It will be gone next year, and my worries will be in vain. Try to do it tonight, and the teenager can still boast.

Jiang Shenzi/Jiang is hunting in Michigan.

Year: Song Author: Su Shi

I've been talking about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left, holding pale on the right, wearing a gold hat and mink fur, riding a thousand troops to roll flat hills. In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.

I drank wine, my mind was broadened, my courage was more heroic, and my sideburns were slightly white. Why not? When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? Bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius.

Nine Poems of Tao Imitating the Ancient Times

Year: Song Author: Su Shi

Teenagers like to travel far away, and they are barren.

Nine barbarians are obstacles, and the four seas surround our hall.

How long are Lusheng and Ruoshi?

Just like Hainan, there has been no battlefield since ancient times.

Qifeng looked at Li Mu, he and Yong.

Fountains pour into Wan Ren, and flying cranes fly low.

The diversion did not enter the sea, and it is a good thing to stick this side.

If taro can eat enough, there will be no meat pain.

Changsha Qinyuanchun

Year: Modern Author: Mao Zedong

Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang North, Orange Island.

You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed;

The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow.

The eagle hits the sky, the fish is shallow,

All kinds of frost fight for freedom.

Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?

Took 100 couples on a trip,

Recalling the past, the years are thick.

Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom;

Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu.

Guide the direction, inspire words,

Shit is Wan Huhou.

Remember, when the midstream hit the water, the waves stopped the speedboat!

2. What are the archaic sentences describing handsome guys? 1. Thin clouds are smart, flying stars spread hate, and silver hair is dark. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.

2. Weak willows and good flowers are all dismantled, which is clear and strange. On the stranger, the young lang was covered with blue musk. Crazy, crazy, crazy?

3. White horse, jade whip, golden bridle, young lang, easy to leave. Spread thousands of miles.

I am drunk and cherish the sound of flowers. I want to ask where my dream is, I am at a turning point. I born this way, I won't stop turning around.

If one day you get your wish, don't forget to give me a HongLing.

6. Play sword and sing over Jingzhou, throwing red beans in the air. Where is the man of mountains and rivers? Chivalrous tenderness always causes sadness.

7. Seeing the shadow of the moon is fleeting, blurring each other's memories. The sky is high and the clouds are light. Why not leave? Is it ten years?

8. Who has a scarlet tear mole in the corner of her eye, who has completed your prosperous life, and who has been given a ground-breaking joy by your mountains and rivers.

9. I left you this time, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

10. Don't love dust, don't write the world of mortals, don't lament that the world is cold, and don't make people sad. Look at the flowers, wait for the flowers to fall, be warm and cold, and be as clean as ever.

1 1. Never look back, why not? Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger.

12. If you are born in death, you are finished. What's wrong with dying in hell? Dead people are almost the same as dead people. You should only wander in a foreign land.

13. If you win, you lose, and you rest. You are sad, you are drunk today, and you will be sad tomorrow.

14. finally, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River covered the whole world. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

15. Illusion is endless, once met, it will never be forgotten. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host?

Who is that stranger? Whose is this poem? Lotus Cup Gu Huan

Spring goes and spring comes, flowers fall into a small courtyard, lonely, and eyebrows are gathered by the threshold. Endure teaching, get sick, remember the good times,

Know what you know, know what you know.

At whose banquet is the song sent? It's rare to shine, and I don't hate it. The light blue account is on the back,

Worry and worry, worry and worry.

Weak willows and good flowers are all torn down, clear and strange, and the blame lies in the young lang. Covered in musk deer,

Crazy motorcycle, crazy motorcycle.

I remember meeting each other, fighting bravely, and my limbs were weak. Clay figurines are speechless and don't look up.

Shame, shame, shame.

Night Long song resents pharynx, waning moon, chrysanthemum Coody Leng slightly. Look at that soaked golden dress,

To mo, to mo.

I remember your poem best, every word, you know. Red stationery has a deep expression,

Yin, Yin.

The golden duck is fragrant, the pillow is greasy, and the steamed bun is full of flowers. Waist like a willow, face like a lotus,

Pity, pity, pity.

The butterfly flies and the smoke is warm, and the spring flowers are weeping. Flowers are like two-sided willows,

Jiao Mo Jiao, Jiao Mo Jiao.

Once I'm gone, I'll be good, and spring will end, full of berries and moss. Move your skirt and go back alone.

Come on, come on, come on

4. Poems about youth and frivolity Tang Bohu's Song of the Peach Blossom Temple

Taohuawu Taohua Temple, Taohuaguan Taohuaxian.

Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them.

When you wake up, you just sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep under the flowers.

Half drunk and half awake day after day, flowers bloom year after year.

I hope I die of old age. I don't want to bow my head in front of horses and chariots.

Car dust and clues show things, and wine is hidden in snuff.

If the revealer is compared to a hermit, one is underground and the other is in heaven.

If we compare Hua San to chariots and horses, I will have no leisure.

The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.

There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.

The poem about teenagers is 1. Du Fu's Song of Drinking Eight Immortals: Zong Zhi is a handsome and beautiful boy, looking up at the blue sky, as beautiful as Yushu before the wind.

2. Affectionate teenager, Jia Baoyu in A Dream of Red Mansions:

If the face is like the mid-autumn moon, the color is like spring flowers, the temples are like knives, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, and the eyes are like eyes. Although you are angry and sometimes laugh, you are angry and affectionate.

Looking forward to family, I often laugh. A natural charm lies in the brow, and I know all the feelings in my life.

3. The young knight-errant who died in the national disaster, Cao Zhi's white horse:

White horse decorated with gold, flying northwest. Excuse me, who is the family? You are a ranger. Young people go to towns and raise their voices in the desert.

I used to have a good bow, but my arrows were uneven. If the string is controlled to break the left, the right hair will destroy the moon branch. Raise your hand to catch flies and bend down to lay horseshoes.

Smarter than monkeys and apes, as brave as leopards. There are many policemen in the border town, and the number of Land Rover has also moved. Feathers come from the north, and horses climb the embankment.

The dragon drove to the Huns, and the left was Xianbei. Give up your life on the blade, and your life will be safe? Parents don't care, how can you talk about children and wives?

A famous person is a strong person, and he can't be selfish. Forget the national disaster at the risk of life, and suddenly feel life and death.

4. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow:

But God-given elegance, undisguised, if she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces faded into something, warm and smooth cream crystals, her skin, her hair, the petals of her cheeks, the golden ripples of her crown when she moved, covered by warm hibiscus curtains on spring nights, but the petals were like her face, and the willow leaves were like her eyebrows.

6. The poem about "Teenagers Reading" is 1. It's just when boys are studying. Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young. (Don Yan Zhenqing's Persuasion)

2. Mechanics is like ploughing, diligence can make up for it. But if you do too many books, you will get old. (Song Liuguo Academy)

3. When half an acre of square pond is opened, the moon shadow drifts. Ask the canal to be so clear, because there is running water at the source. (Song Zhuxi's reading thought)

Last night, the river was full of springs, and Meng Chong ships were a dime a dozen. It used to take a lot of effort to push it, but today it can move in the middle of water. (Song Zhuxi's reading thought)

I am eager to study, and I am interested in swimming. You might as well let nature take its course unconsciously, but you have to think about it urgently. (Song Lu Jiuyuan "Reading")

6. There are not a few students who suffer from reading. Enough is enough, don't learn, enough is enough, don't learn. (Tang Hanyu's Persuasion Poetry)

7. Poems recalling the friendship between teenagers: Young beauty listens to the rain.

Author: Jie Jiang genre: Ci

Teenagers listen to the rain in the song building,

The red candle is weak.

In the prime of life, listening to the rain on the boat,

The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.

Now listen to the rain monk,

The temple is full of stars.

Sorrow and joy are always ruthless,

Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.

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Tang duoling

Author: Liu Guo genre: Ci

Reed leaves are full of Tingzhou, and the cold sand zone is shallow.

Twenty years have passed, South Tower.

Liu Xia's mooring is not stable yet, but it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days.

The yellow crane broke the rock head. Have you ever been there?

Old rivers and mountains are new troubles.

I want to buy osmanthus with wine, but I don't like it.

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journey

Author: Liu Yong genre: Ci

On the ancient road of Chang 'an, riding a thin horse slowly, Gao Liu Qiu Chan screamed.

Outside the sunset bird, the autumn wind and the moon are on the original, and the eyes are broken for four days.

The clouds that have gone are traceless. Where is the expectation of the past?

The spirit of debauchery has faded, and there are fewer drinking companions in the past. Now I am not as young as before.

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Recall a teenager

Author: Chao

Infinite official willow, no willow painting Ge, no root walker.

Nanshan is still seeing each other off, only separated by high city people.

Painting garden and brook garden, all over again, all in the past.

Liu Lang's sideburns are like this, the color of peach blossoms.

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Ugly slave writes about the middle wall of Boshan Road.

Author: Xin Qiji genre: Ci

Teenagers don't know the taste of sadness,

Love the floor, love the floor,

Worried about adding new words.

Now I know what it's like to be sad,

Say it if you want.

But it is a cool autumn.

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Bodhisattva is beautiful

Author: Wei Zhuang genre: Ci

Now that I think of Jiangnan music,

I was young and thin at that time.

Riding on a sloping bridge,

Covered in tea.

Cuiping gold buckle,

Indulge in flowers.

Seeing the flowers at this angle,

Never come back.