Middle-aged people miss the poems of the past youth.

The following are some poems of middle-aged people who miss their past youth:

* Youth is not for teenagers. Hate you. When do you rest? (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi Xicheng Liu Yang Strong Alcohol Meat")

* I remember when I was a teenager, the long grass warbler flew in February. (unknown)

* The past is like smoke, and suddenly it becomes empty, leaving only memories in my mind. (unknown)

* Youth without regrets, in the world of mortals, looking back, only melancholy. (unknown)

* The scenery outside the window remains the same, but at this moment, it is no longer a teenager. (unknown)

* Teenagers don't know the taste of troubles, so they insist on saying troubles in order to add new words. (Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave Shuboshan Road in the Middle Wall")

* Sad things, thousands of snow and sorrow. (unknown)

* White hair grows in the shade, and spring grass looks for green every year. (unknown)

* Childhood rainy season, swallows jumping in the sky. (unknown)

* Time flies when I was a teenager, and now time flies. (unknown)

* I still remember my youthful dream, and that shining heart is gone now. (unknown)

These poems express the nostalgia of middle-aged people for youth.