Youth is not a period of life; It is a state of mind; This is not a matter of ...
Rosy cheeks, red lips and soft knees; This is a question of will.
The quality of imagination, emotional vitality; This is fresh.
The deep spring of life.
Youth means courage to overcome timidity temporarily, which means courage.
The desire for adventure is better than the love of ease. This often exists in a
60 years older than a 20-year-old boy No one grows old just because of age. we
Abandon our ideals and grow old.
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns youth to ashes.
Whether 60 or 65, everyone has the temptation of curiosity.
A childlike appetite for what will happen next and the joy of playing games.
Alive. There is a radio station in your heart and mine.
Radio: As long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, joy, courage and hope.
Power from human beings and God, as long as you are young.
When the aerials are down, your spirit is covered with ice and snow of cynicism.
And pessimism, then you will become old, even if you are only 20 years old, but as long as you
Put up your antenna to catch optimistic waves, and you may die.
80 years old and still young.
Reference translation
youth
Youth is not a period of time, but a state of mind; Youth is not a peach face, red lips and soft knees, but a deep will and grand thoughts.
Like, madly in love; Youth is the deep spring of life.
Youth pervades Changhong, courage overcomes timidity, and enterprising overcomes Gou 'an. This spirit is born after the age of twenty, and it is more common for men in their sixties. Getting old is not getting old, but giving up ideals will lead to getting old.
Years are long, and decline only reaches the skin; Enthusiasm gives up, decadence gives up the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns youth to ashes.
No matter how old you are, whether you plan to be 28 or 28, you have the joy of life and the temptation of miracles in your heart, as naive as a child. In the center of everyone's heart there is an antenna, so long as you receive messages of beauty, hope, joy, courage and strength from the sky, you will always be young.
When the aerials are down, your spirit is covered with ice and snow, and you are covered with cynicism and self-denial. Even at 20, you are old. However, as long as you put up your antenna to catch optimistic signals, you may die young at the age of 80.
Respondent: Xilan persimmon assistant level 2 8-8 10:24
1. edmund spenser
sonnet
Fourteen lines
Qingxin spring, the messenger of love, the powerful king,
During the Spring Festival, you are the pioneer of God's love.
Whose tent displays a wealth of armor?
Your coat is gorgeous and conspicuous.
All kinds of flowers, which spring has come?
There are countless flowers in the world,
Wearing gorgeous clothes.
Her elegant dress is dazzling.
Go find my love, she lies there carefree,
Go to my lover, she doesn't care,
However, in her winter, bowre:
She is still sleeping in her boudoir in winter;
Tell her that the happy time will not stop.
Tell her: Happy time won't last forever,
Unless she grabs his forehead,
Unless she can hold it firmly in her hand;
So she told herself to get ready as soon as possible,
Tell her to finish all the preparations as soon as possible,
Waiting for love among his lovely crew.
All right, go to those beautiful women and welcome the goddess of love:
Everyone who missed what she did,
If someone can't touch the soul of their lover,
He will bear the dew of repentance.
If you love God, you must give him the severe punishment he deserves.
Enjoy the sweet love while it is still young.
Seize this sweet love, while you are still young,
Because no one can call back the past time.
Youth is gone forever, like the sea flowing eastward.
2. william blake
tiger
Tiger! Tiger! Burn the tiger! Tiger! The flames are shining,
Burning in the forest at night, burning in the jungle at night
What fairy hands or fairy eyes? What fairy hands and fairy eyes?
Can shape your terrible symmetry. Because of your terrible symmetrical appearance?
What is the fire in your eyes?
Burn the flame in your eyes? How far is it from the depth or the height?
Why does he dare to yearn for it? What made him dare to fly for nine days?
What kind of hand dares to catch fire? What kind of hand dares to catch this flame?
What shoulders, what art, what arm strength, what skills.
Will distort the muscles of your heart? Screw it into the tendon of your heart?
When your heart starts to beat, what kind of hands, what kind of feet,
What hand of terror? What terrible feet? Make your heart start beating?
What hammer? What chain? What kind of hammer do you use? What kind of chain?
What furnace is your brain in? In what kind of furnace did you refine your brain?
What anvil? What kind of anvil does fear cling to? What kind of arm strength?
Dare to catch its deadly terror? Dare to catch this terrible thing that can be fatal?
When the stars put down their spears, when the stars put down their spears,
Water the sky with their tears, water the sky,
Did he read his work with a smile? Can he still laugh when he sees his work?
Did the God who made the lamb make you? Did he create you and the lamb?
Tiger! Tiger! Burn the tiger! Tiger! The flames are shining,
Burning in the forest at night, burning in the jungle at night,
What fairy hands or fairy eyes, what fairy hands and fairy eyes?
Dare to frame your terrible symmetry? Because of your terrible symmetrical appearance?
3. william wordsworth
I am as lonely as a cloud.
I am as lonely as a cloud.
Floating on high valleys and hills,
Suddenly, I saw a group of people,
A group of golden daffodils;
By the lake, under the tree,
Dancing in the breeze
Continuous as a shining star
Shining in the milky way,
They lined up in an endless line.
Along the edge of the bay:
I saw 10 thousand at a glance,
Shake their heads in a cheerful dance.
The waves beside them danced; But they
Cheerfully better than sparkling waves:
Poets can't help being happy,
In such a happy company:
I stared-stared-but seldom thought of it.
How much wealth has this program brought me:
Often, when I lie on the sofa.
In a daze or brooding mood,
They flash in the inner eyes.
This is lonely happiness;
Then my heart was filled with happiness,
Dancing with daffodils.
I wander alone, like a cloud.
I wander alone, like a cloud.
Floating on hills and valleys,
Suddenly I saw a group of people.
Golden daffodils bloom in spring,
In the shade, by the lake,
Dance in the breeze.
Continuous, like bright stars,
Shining in the milky way,
They walked along the edge of the lake bay
Extend into an endless line;
I saw 10 thousand flowers at a glance,
The ups and downs in dance.
The sparkling waves are dancing,
The joy of daffodils is better than water waves;
With such a happy partner,
How can a poet be dissatisfied with his happiness!
I stared at it for a long time, but I just couldn't imagine it.
How much wealth has this miracle given me?
Every time I lie awake in bed,
Either my mind is empty, or I meditate silently,
They often flash in my mind,
That is the happiness in loneliness;
So my heart is full of happiness,
Dancing with daffodils.
4. Ye Zhi
Drinking songs
Wine enters through the mouth
Love begins with the eyes
This is the truth we know.
Before we get old and die.
I held the cup to my mouth.
I look at you and I sigh.
Drinking songs
Wine enters the lips
Love in the eyes
This is our truth.
Before getting old and dying.
I raised my glass to my lips.
Look at you and sigh.