In the process of pursuing our dreams, we are growing. How beautiful youth is! On the huge stage of youth, we can be a bird.
A bird has just left its mother's arms. Its dream is blue sky, so we try our best to run to the blue sky. If its dream is on the ground, we are at best ostriches on the ground. If we want to fly to a bluer place in the blue sky, our dream is those wings! On the huge stage of youth, we may just be a clear spring, weak and thin, just reaching the ground.
The dream is the sea. We will struggle to converge to the sea, our dreams will stagnate on the ground, and we will eventually evaporate and cease to exist.
If we want to live a wonderful life, we must go where we can live, find the value of survival and integrate into the big family of society. Dreams are that kind of powerful power! On the huge stage of youth, we may still be as slender as grass, unable to fly or move. In the fierce competition for survival of the surrounding trees, the fledgling need to survive the fittest, not strong but tough.
Dream is sunshine, with that persistence and tenacity, sunshine is everywhere. Without dreams, life may soon dry up.
Dreams are the spiritual power to extend life.
2. The poetic idea of flying the dream of youth is a noble bridge.
Whether we can finally reach the other side,
Have a dream and pursue it,
This has been a success,
It's an honor. In the process of pursuing dreams,
We are growing. How beautiful youth is!
On the big stage of youth,
We can be a bird.
A bird that just left its mother's arms,
The dream is the blue sky, so we strive to run to the blue sky.
Dreams are on the ground, and we are ostriches on the ground at best.
If we want to fly, to a bluer place in the blue sky,
Dreams are those wings!
On this huge youth stage,
We may be just a clear spring,
Weak, thin just reached the ground.
The dream is the sea.
We struggled to assemble in the sea,
Dreams stagnate on the ground,
We will eventually evaporate and cease to exist.
If we want to live a wonderful life,
We're going where we can adapt,
Find the value of survival,
Let it integrate into the social family,
Dreams are that kind of powerful power!
On the big stage of youth,
We may still be as slender as grass,
Can't fly or move.
In the fierce competition for survival among the surrounding trees,
I'm a novice,
Survival of the fittest is not strong but tough.
Dream is sunshine, with that persistence and tenacity,
Sunshine is everywhere.
Without dreams, life may soon dry up.
Dreams are the spiritual power to prolong life!
3. The poetic idea of flying the dream of youth is a noble bridge.
Whether we can finally reach the other side,
Have a dream and pursue it,
This has been a success,
It's an honor. In the process of pursuing dreams,
We are growing. How beautiful youth is!
On the big stage of youth,
We can be a bird.
A bird that just left its mother's arms,
The dream is the blue sky, so we strive to run to the blue sky.
Dreams are on the ground, and we are ostriches on the ground at best.
If we want to fly, to a bluer place in the blue sky,
Dreams are those wings!
On this huge youth stage,
We may be just a clear spring,
Weak, thin just reached the ground.
The dream is the sea.
We struggled to assemble in the sea,
Dreams stagnate on the ground,
We will eventually evaporate and cease to exist.
If we want to live a wonderful life,
We're going where we can adapt,
Find the value of survival,
Let it integrate into the social family,
Dreams are that kind of powerful power!
On the big stage of youth,
We may still be as slender as grass,
Can't fly or move.
In the fierce competition for survival among the surrounding trees,
I'm a novice,
Survival of the fittest is not strong but tough.
Dream is sunshine, with that persistence and tenacity,
Sunshine is everywhere.
Without dreams, life may soon dry up.
Dreams are the spiritual power to prolong life!
The poem about flying dreams is 1. Who says life is endless? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age! -Song Su Shi's "Qingquan Temple Huanxi Sand Tour"
Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The stream in front of the door can still flow westward! Don't sigh how time flies when you are old!
Being a centurion is better than being a scholar. -Yang Jiong in the Tang Dynasty "Joining the Army"
I would rather be a junior officer to fight for my country than a white-faced scholar who can only carve sentences and find chapters.
3, a strong heart is not old, and you can still be a ghost when you die. -Lu You's Five Angers Book II in the Song Dynasty
My strong heart didn't grow old, and I didn't die together at the same age. Even if I die, I can still be a hero in ghosts!
Although no young employee is destined to be a great general, I threw away my writing brush, just like a student throwing away his hat to prepare a lasso, I challenged what might happen. -"Wang Jimen" by Zuyong in the Tang Dynasty
When I was a teenager, I didn't join the army like Ban Chao, but I wanted to learn the final army and volunteer for fame.
5, the old man crouches, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. -From Cao Cao's "Although Returning to Life" in the Eastern Han Dynasty
The old swift horse is lying in the stable, and its ambition is still to gallop thousands of miles. People with great ambitions will never stop working hard in their later years.
5. I am anxious for a poem about the theme of flying my youth dreams. 1 Youth is blue, like a far-reaching clear sky, like a charming ocean.
Far-reaching and vast, full of fantasy.
Youth is green, like a green bamboo, like an open grassland.
Full of infinite vitality and vigor.
Youth is red, like a burning flame, like the rising sun.
Full of energy and hope, willing to selflessly contribute light and warmth.
Youth is white, like snow and waves, like clouds and the moon, and Bai Jie is flawless.
I like a blank sheet of paper, I like writing words, and I like drawing the latest and most beautiful pictures.
Youth is colorless. As the wind changes endlessly, as the fog is gorgeous and charming.
Indulge it and regret it for life; Ride it and ride the wind and waves.
Youth is colorful. With it, your life will be colorful.
Youth is a beautiful poem and a beautiful song.
Let's grasp it sincerely and let the flowers of youth bloom in four seasons.
youth
Clouds are still hovering in the sky.
6. There is an urgent need for a poem "Flying dreams, no regrets in youth", and I am eager for success.
We go hand in hand.
Looking back now.
We're not anymore.
Physical love
Open quietly
The beautiful flowers of Yuanbao
Multicolor mottle blue
Show a charming smile
I am the most sincere.
It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan.
On the rugged and muddy road
I walk side by side with you.
Wind and clouds are unpredictable, even if there is a storm.
We will never back down.
There is always sunshine after the storm.
Rangyu
Wash away all our roads.
dust
All the way is difficult and tortuous.
Along the way
Applause and laughter
Go forward with you and me.
Light the heart
hope
No more hesitation, no more hesitation
Life is gone forever.
Sincere greetings
Friendly exchanges again and again
We have been using knowledge.
Enrich yourself
Knowledge is our heart.
An inexhaustible source
Towards success
We rain or shine.
* * * With assistance
Let go of your dreams.
Let's be here.
Chendian
Let go of your dreams.
Let's strengthen our faith.
mix
Let go of your dreams.
Let's succeed.
the other shore; the opposite bank
Cheer for yourself.
We are going to set sail.
7. Poetry about youth 1, unrequited love.
look at you
Sprinkle light green in my lonely autumn
Grow into crazy spring grass
(2) My youth
The dark sky in winter
No beautiful birds fly by.
a pool of stagnant water—stagnant/lifeless condition
No fish swims happily
I flew into the sky.
Overlooking the flowers projected on the running water
I found that it had turned yellow in the wind of years.
Childhood is a complete mirror.
Youth is a mottled leaf.
Who is full of worried mountains and valleys?
Who sleeps in the dream of white clouds?
The cuckoo sings every night in spring.
But the passion that has passed away?
, 3, Bright March
Bright March
Many flowers and shadows
The wind shakes the green leaves.
I opened the window.
The sun came in.
Drive away the shadows.
I hear lonely and broken voices.
The shredded water of youth taken away by birds
Isn't it my sadness that shines?
Forget all this.
The wine I once drank.
Once lost mountain road
The snow on the mountain has melted.
In this beautiful March
Let's listen to the whispers of flowers and dreams together.
8. Letting go of the poetic dream of youth is the greatest motivation of youth.
Dunzhe Ling
When a voice that loves you shouts
You are nothing outside this room.
Walking out of this room, the world is in front of you.
I'm still sitting
be unacted on
Thousands of pictures flashed before my eyes.
So you left.
Swallows come and go.
Butterflies come and go.
It's another snowy winter
Winter is always a cold but energetic season.
I watched all this quietly at the window.
You can also watch these quietly outside the window.
Dreams are the greatest motivation of youth.
My dream is in the house.
It's in my mind, on the picture.
I'll break the chair.
Until one day I wrote a sentence
He belongs to me.
Also belongs to everyone.
I sat quietly.
Look out the window occasionally.
The pen in my hand is tighter.
Excerpt from this work by Ling Dun, an independent scholar, poet and famous scholar in China.
9. There is a modern poem Youth, which talks about youth and dreams.
_ _ _ _ samuel ullmann
Youth is not a period of time, but a state of mind;
Youth is not a soft knee with rosy cheeks and red lips, but a deep will, a grand imagination and passionate feelings.
Youth is the deep spring of life.
Youth pervades Changhong, courage overcomes timidity, and enterprising overcomes Gou 'an.
This spirit is born after the twenties, 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.