-The scholar has a sword.
Dreams should be far away, but I have experienced a dream that is not far away. You may think that there is a kingdom of heaven, an angel, or a heavenly horse and a magic lamp in your dream, but it is not. Just because there is an ideal buried in my quiet heart, it burns my youth.
Ideal has burned my youth.
Teenagers walk out of school, childlike innocence is still alive, and thousands of desires are in their hearts. The first trip began a long way. I planned in front of the polyethylene sand table, savored it in the bare construction site, listened to the visitors talking about their new house on the soft sofa, and my mind was full of confused thoughts. I don't know whether it is the joy, jealousy or gentleness of staying in the dormitory as a child.
The seagull glided slightly in the sea breeze. Suddenly, like a broken wing, it rushed to the surface of the sea and rushed up again. It found a group of poor fish.
The towering buildings reflected a halo on the other side of the sea, and a halo appeared before my eyes.
When my heart lit up, I cried and smiled, savoring my youth.
When Tongniu Ridge of Development Zone in the development zone was lush, I took off my suit and walked slowly to the white beach.
I play the harmonica, although there is no audience; I feel that I am the darling of God, although I have not been baptized.
You see, how colorful and vast the world is.
How colorful and vast the world is.
In my dream, he left a mighty figure in my memory.
The earth is his bed, the sky is his quilt, the sun and the moon are his giant eyes, the wind blows across the beach, and his inscription is engraved on the beach.
I fell asleep under his collapse.
I woke up in front of his hall.
I cry and laugh, my ideal is a fire, my passion is strong, and my hope is red.
On the ideal bridge, I am wearing golden armor, stepping on seven-color auspicious clouds, and I am picking light clouds and stars.
Youth is like fire.
I sent away that elegance with high attachment and deep regret.
At the source of the wind, in the center of the fire, no, in a calm heart, I burned out my youth.
The book sword is original, far away from the network generation.
For a moment, I felt that if I had stuck to my dream, I might have been young later. Different life paths may not be how you feel. I hope you can feel the ideas in my poems. The childhood lost in pastoral valley is memorable, because you may never be innocent again; The lost youth in tall buildings and mountains is even more unforgettable, because you may never be afraid again. . .
I hope I can help you. If you have any questions, ask me.
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