Chapter one, Long live youth. All the days of modern poetry, all the days have come.
Let me weave for you with the golden thread of youth,
The flower ring of happiness weaves you.
There is singing and laughing on the boat, dancing on the campus under the moon,
Walking in the drizzle, marching in the early morning of the first snow,
There are also fierce arguments, a beating and warm heart. ...
It is a day that has passed in a blink of an eye, and it is also a day full of reverie.
One wish after another is blurred, like spring rain,
We have time, strength and firm belief.
We are eager to live and fly in the sky.
It's a simple day, but also a changeable day.
Everything in the vast world surprises us.
Never cheerful, never indifferent,
Tears, laughter and deep thought are all the first time.
Go straight, go straight,
I move forward happily in my life,
What a heavy burden, I will not be weak,
No matter how fierce the battle is, I will not lose face;
One day, after cleaning the gun, the machine and the sweat,
I miss you and greet you.
Look at you proudly.
Chapter 2 Long live youth Modern poetry When you are young, you can cry if you want.
Smile happily, right?
Youth is a perverse game!
You challenge reality coldly,
I will give you a shocking performance.
Youth is a river burning with blood.
It's shallow, but it's clear.
Childishness is beautiful, stupidity is charming and lovely.
Youth is nonsense,
You don't want to attend any lectures.
Youth is a kind of self-degradation,
I doubt everything.
Long live youth, you despise the world!
Long live youth, I challenge the world!
Third, long live youth. Modern poetry puts countless landscapes
And a hundred expressions.
Put it on the shoulder of the schoolbag.
Romantic fireflies
Waves in the twilight
Rotate in the desired crown.
A dress
Another skirt
Staggered arrangement of different levels
Superposition like the fragrance of the field.
Spend a lot of time in your pocket, splurge
Romance of nightclub movies
Fill the bed with the sun, moon and stars.
Let dreams bloom day after day.
Hang the most dazzling animation for online chat.
Press 100 for express delivery.
Talk about endless whispers in WeChat.
I stare at my wallet from time to time and scan my mother's eyes.
Long live our youth
Always write a face full of buds.
I am most afraid of nagging over and over again.
Suddenly feel the pressure.
You are you and I am me.
The world will become rich.
You are me, and I am you.
The world is too simple.
Complex, let you reel off the cocoon.
The freshness of pure and clear water drops
Some people say it's over. it is said
Don't worry, we have ideals and tomorrow.
Hey, move your heavy shoulders.
Look at the plates we designed.
Hey, take back your warning.
Listen to our keyboard.
youth
Always growing up in collision.
Abundance in collision
If the child matures in a collision.
Long live youth. Modern poetry waved goodbye to the last touch of yesterday.
sunset
Bitterness in drizzle
Paper boat folded into memory
Let the once green apple-like taste
In autumn, there is a cloud under the blue sky
Soaring in the world of dreams
Fly, fly
Dreams are flying, and my steps are heavy.
Still moving forward
Although the melody of youth has lost its original drums
But the beating heart in the chest
And hot.
Fly, fly
The quicksand drowned the restlessness of youth.
But I remember the green leaves in the rainy season.
I will hide until the end of my life
Will not let it in my evergreen soul.
Gradually disappear
Youth, fly, fly.
I can't catch up.
Youth, fly, fly.
I have harvested the fruit.
From now on, there will be no nothingness
Long live our youth