Modern Poetry Singing Youth

Lead: Youth is a wonderful poem, an oil painting with thick ink arbitration, and the most wonderful moment. The following are clear inspirational good morning words I collected, welcome to read for reference!

"Lift Your Youth" by Can Yang Xiao

From now on;

Not in the hazy thoughts,

Be a real fighter;

From now on;

Don't say so much just in case;

Firmly fill your body and mind;

From now on;

Our declaration is: youth is strong;

From now on;

Strive hard;

Because we are beautiful young people; We have crazy hearts;

Efforts have never been a whisper we spit out;

Because of diligence; Happiness grows with us.

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"Youth is no longer" by Liu Xiangzi

Although there is no fear of aging.

There is often a faint sadness in my heart.

No longer young, no longer energetic.

In front of everyone, he is already a vicissitudes of life.

Follow the footsteps of life.

There is no bright spot in roughness.

There's nothing to find, just wait for death.

Once dreams, pursuits and hopes

I wonder how much time God can give me.

I don't know when the hand of death will reach out to me

I was born with sediment, and sediment died for sediment.

I think there is no difference between life and death.

Every time I look at snow and silver frost

No tears doesn't mean no feelings.

Shang Ruo is young, cherishes time, and sticks to what?

There may be something unusual about getting old.

Why do you know that time is ruthless when you are old?

Nowadays, no amount of sighs are superfluous.

If you have it, why not cherish it?

Only when you lose it will you know how precious it is.

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"Fire Youth" by Raymond 1

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 don't wander anymore.

? Enthusiastically

In exchange for 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

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Song of Youth Wy19901211

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

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Jordan's Ode to Youth

People idle away their youth.

However, youth is fleeting.

A spendthrift of youth

Happiness will eventually be abandoned.

Youth is really limited.

time service

Youth can't stay.

time goes by

Everything refers to reincarnation.

Even if there is no return.

Let the limited youth time

A poetic and romantic picture

Youth is strange and exciting.

Full of power

Full of ambition for knowledge and struggle.

Some things fade away.

You know it exists.

But I have forgotten how it exists.

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Youth without regrets

Xi Murong

At a young age

If you love someone,

please

Please be sure to treat him gently

therefore

all

Every moment will be flawless beauty.

If you have to part.

Okay, okay, bye.

And be grateful.

Thank him for giving you a memory.

When you grow up,

You will know.

At the moment when I suddenly turned around.

Youth without resentment has no regrets.

A quiet full moon on the mountain

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youth

Xi Murong

All endings have been written.

All the tears have also flowed out.

I suddenly forgot what kind of beginning this was.

On that ancient summer day that is gone forever.

No matter how hard I pursue it,

Young you are just passing by.

And your smile is extremely shallow.

Gradually disappeared into the mist after sunset.

Then open the yellow title page.

Fate has bound it badly.

I looked at it again and again, with tears in my eyes.

But I have to admit.

Youth is a book that is too hasty.