Modern Youth Poetry: Ode to Youth
If you waste many years of your youth,
No matter what the world is like,
What is the fear of cynicism?
Lose weight in the prime of life,
Just to have a lucid dream.
Ten thousand grasses are the same color,
It is difficult for the moon to find a bosom friend.
Feel the moon, sing the wind,
Restaurants can be seen everywhere,
I still pay for drinks.
Eyes full of youthful vitality,
Willow silk dances lightly with the wind.
The moon is clear, reflecting the blue pond.
My heart is like a bright moon,
Who can compare with Aaron?
I haven't finished drinking yet,
Feel free to give directions.
Heroism shattered nine continents,
Armed with submachine guns,
The first one rushed forward.
Modern Poetry about Youth: To Youth
Yesterday, youth in my eyes was an invincible flower.
We don't care,
Despite the passage of time,
Yesterday, ignorance was like an indelible color.
A photo soaked with youth,
Maturity can only be conceived in dreams,
Yesterday, in endless lines of poetry,
Passionate for you and me,
Romance of crystal shoes,
Arrange the future,
Today, with a sigh of youth,
Is a memory that will never come back,
It's remorse,
Cann't save miss
Modern Poetry about Youth: Youth
Youth is reserved.
Youth is lilac in the sun.
Youth is a bluebird flying across the sky.
My youth is silence.
Youth is smiling.
Youth is green high heels.
Youth is a rippling lake.
My youth is fear.
Youth is shyness.
Youth is the poplar in June.
Youth is a light makeup.
And my youth is helpless.
The young man frowned.
Youth is the eyes in the shade.
Youth is a Tibetan girl in full dress.
My youth is a secret.
Modern poetry about youth: youth.
Time is an invalid letter.
Everyone once had their own youth.
I used to be frivolous because I was young.
I also made some mistakes because of my young and impulsive heart.
When we were young, we were like a blank sheet of paper.
To our most trusted friend.
Everything will be over.
Everything is invalid.
Time is an invalid letter.
Modern Poetry about Youth: Youth
The weather in June
December mood
This year after year.
Longing for freedom.
I gave it to you, too
Because I'm looking forward to chatting with you.
Travel together in the future
Study hard in the classroom corridor
There is often another purpose hidden.
The mood when you move your seat
Irresistible and afraid to approach.
It is also calculating the distance of the heartbeat.
Force analysis on the blackboard
Newton's law of exercise books
I never cared.
Because you are my center of gravity.
After sunset, the clouds disappeared in the sky.
Innocent, we are still moving forward.
Your most beautiful and last smiling face
Committed to his drinking.
You gave me the background.
What I sent you was a number.
Memory exists in the years.
Time is just a timer.
Like ripples caused by a gust of wind
It's just that the lake is calm.
Hidden in the deep sea where no one cares.
Intermittent memory