Ask for a poem about teenagers! Written by foreigners, translated. The general idea of modern poetry is praise.

Teenagers, teenagers-Tahiram, many teenagers, are you still young? When I am mottled, don't you move? I've been wandering for a long time. Do you still believe in beauty? When I wander in this world, you can't get old, and you can't stay strong on the shore of years. Let me feel those heavy, displaced and vain by myself. You just need to put on your white clothes and let the sun shine in. You have to smile brightly and wait for me to claim it. ......................................