Youth is the most beautiful flower season in life.
Youth is like poetry
Youth is picturesque
Youth is charming.
Just like spring longs for the hurried steps of summer.
Youth is intriguing.
Like the twilight, I found the last glory of Cai Xia.
perhaps
Youth is just a mountain flower beside the green mountains and green waters.
Accidentally withered.
perhaps
Youth is just a mountain fog.
Not being touched by the sun will not become a drop of nectar.
perhaps
Youth is just a good horse.
Be bold and unrestrained in the vast wilderness
No goal will go astray.
perhaps
Youth is only a milestone in life.
Carve the past
foretell the future
perhaps
Youth is just a plot.
It's hard to read her secret without being there.
Youth is speechless
Youth without complaining
Youth without regrets.
The footsteps of youth pass through the mountains.
Walking through the grass and golden beaches
Looking for blue dreams
Youth will not be depressed by storms.
Youth will not be dried by lightning.
Youth will not blame others for tomorrow's cloudy day.
It is the aura of heaven and earth.
Essence of the sun and moon
Give youth strength.
Also mixed with the charm and romance of spring.
torrid summer
The richness and elegance of autumn
And the purity and tranquility of winter
youth
Will play the most powerful melody for the strugglers.
youth
Will write the most magnificent poems for the creator.
Sha Ou 05 1 1.5 Yu Hongwei
Unfortunately, it has nothing to do with music, but with youth.
2. Poems of youth
Is there a kind of beauty that can be eternal?
Nobody told me the answer,
Only meteors across the sky.
Are there any memories that can be moved?
Nobody told me the answer,
There are only seven rainbows after the rain.
How can you say,
A world without dreams is no longer beautiful?
Look at that child's innocent smile.
How can you say,
The night without lights no longer moves?
Do you know that stars are also caring eyes?
We are young people.
We are bright stars in the night sky.
We don't follow the rules.
We are persistent eagles on the horizon.
Nothing can stop us.
Yearning for beauty
Nothing can control us.
Love of youth
The most beautiful lines of youth
It depends on us.
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3. Poetry of youth
Shen Qing
The bloom of youth makes me tired but I don't regret it.
The rain and snow in the four seasons make me ecstatic but haggard.
Gentle wind and green dreams, gentle morning and morning drowsiness,
Light clouds and light tears, light years.
With the joy of wandering, I just never came back,
No one hinted at my homesickness when I was a child.
I want to snuggle up in every golden sunset,
Every transparent dewdrop washed away my sadness.
I met her in full bloom in the distant spring,
Full of dazzling brilliance, like a beautiful fairy tale.
Allow me, song for you. I can't sleep every night,
Allow me to cry for you. I can fly freely in tears.
The sky in my dream is very big, and I am lying on your eyelashes.
There were many days in my dream, but I began to want to go home.
I will bury all my songs on that blue hillside,
Waiting for one day they will become legends in the world.
The bloom of youth makes me tired but I don't regret it.
The rain and snow in the four seasons make me ecstatic but haggard.
Tangled clouds, tangled tears, tangled mornings,
Lost wind, lost dreams, lost years.