Author: Yu Wei Bunyan Modern
Life is like a thread around you.
It's a mess, but it's haunting you and me all my life
The light is dim,
On the way to towards the distant, I can't find your increasingly unknown figure.
The wind blows through the hair tips,
There is a trace of hesitation on your young face.
In this hazy world
Always looking for, looking for an ethereal smile.
After the fog clears, instantly
A heartbreaking feeling
Let the pain drown in thorns and vines
Looking at your fragile hair tips
The heart is as silent as a rotten corner.
Is it sad, or turn around and say hello?
Lost memory
Even if it appears on the face.
I can't get rid of your heart of stone after traveling all my life.
I saw you snickering.
Your sense of accomplishment
Bring me a wound that I will never forget.
Silence! Sadness! Moro!
2. Struggling youth
Author: Pang Zhenchao Modern
Inscription: I love the brilliance of youth.
I like the brilliance of youth,
I love beautiful ideals.
I love my kind mother,
I love my affectionate hometown.
I face the sun,
Walking in the street.
Looking at the passing cars,
Thoughts drift away.
The swaying trees,
How much earth food have you smoked?
Leaf curl,
Experienced many vicissitudes.
Looking back,
How much melancholy.
I tried,
Become sad.
A beautiful ideal,
I'm looking forward to it,
Today, I,
Struggling on the road,
I am willing to forge ahead for you,
I'm willing to ride the wind and waves for you,
I want to be the sun of my family,
I want to be the backbone of society.
Because,
I like the brilliance of youth,
I love beautiful ideals.
I love my kind mother,
I love my affectionate hometown!
3. Youth and dreams
Author: Shi Modern
Youth and dreams
Youth no longer comes, but the four seasons come again.
Youth is not perfect, but tears and hope.
When you are old, remember the lost youth.
What do you think of childhood, adolescence and youth?
It's just spinning in my head, but those people who catch dragonflies
Memories of poking birds' nests, moving crabs, swimming and playing games
With a dream, I want to be a PLA and a teacher when I grow up.
Being a doctor, an engineer or a scientist is counterproductive.
Some are still unknown, kissing the land with hoes.
Interacting with crops has lost a strong dream of reform and opening up.
Ignite the passion of mountain villages, go out to work and become migrant workers.
Grow up with the city, and the city is ours.
But the price is soaring, the house price is the same every day, one year's salary.
I can't afford a toilet, and I'm sick. I can't cure it.
Dreams are shattered and life has to go on. In our time,
Still struggling, the bicycle brother at the bottom
Gold digger in garbage station, vegetable picker in vegetable market.
Everyone is busy with their own lives, only those who sell pyramid schemes.
Empty the soul of graduates and fall into the abyss of thought
You can't extricate yourself from your youth life.
Migrant workers living at the bottom are still optimistic and cheerful.
The rich can live for a day, and the poor can live for another day.
All roads lead to the same goal, and mutual destruction is fair.
No amount of money can be taken away and left to future generations.
Can future generations know that it is infected with blood, tears and youth?
Countless fleeting time, endless life.
Tell your story to everyone.
Make people laugh and cry, and realize their dreams.
In fact, youth still has to struggle forward.
Even if you fall, get up and move on.
This is freedom, youth, we are young.
We have struggled, and we have been brilliant.
We ran to the sunrise, and we were very happy.
We write the words of youth and dreams by hand.
Spring dreams are traceless, and youth is still young.
Elegance is quicksand, and aging is a period of time.
Pay tribute to the future, you are youth.
You are a dream, you have lost your youth.
Maybe we will lose hope. We are not afraid of aging.
I am afraid that I will lose my fighting spirit and many dreams.
We are struggling on the road of life.
Author: Hong Fei Hyundai
We are in different places,
We pursue our ambitions,
Leave your lovely hometown,
We are running on the road of life.
We do different jobs,
We have our own ideals,
Say goodbye to my dear parents,
We are struggling on the road of life.
ah ...
How many vicissitudes have we experienced,
How much wind and frost have we suffered,
On the other side of the ideal,
We try to walk on the road of life.
After all these years,
Our dream of flying over youth,
For the benefit of the world,
We are struggling on the road of life.
ah ...
How many vicissitudes have we experienced,
How much wind and frost have we suffered,
On the other side of the ideal,
We try to walk on the road of life.
After all these years,
Our dream of flying over youth,
For the benefit of the world,
We are struggling on the road of life.
We are struggling on the road of life.
5, the flame of youth
Author: Modern Fish in Memory
The year I left my hometown.
Youth has just begun.
The horn of the beginning of the struggle
Ring through the sky
The blood of a rebel
Instantaneous ignition
disarm
Spank the horse and whip it.
Declare war on the world.
limited in one's ability
Just attack with your will.
Relive the rhetoric of the year
Although the dream didn't come true
Unfinished wish
Knock on the edge of youth
Fight for tomorrow.
It is a string that is getting more and more tense.