First of all, I heard the words for young people.
This is a festival for young people.
You can rest happily.
You can celebrate with your friends.
You can sing with personality.
Is anybody there? Am I still young? tangle
Some people lamented that time flies as a bystander.
Others ask questions with ignorant childlike innocence.
? What is youth?
in my opinion
? Youth? Should be equated with vigor and vitality.
? Youth? It should be based on hard work and enterprising.
? Youth? We should focus on taking responsibility.
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of course
? Youth? I also won such a good reputation:
Patriotism and progress
Democracy, science
? Youth?
Not only has the strongest physique.
More passionate.
And the most positive thoughts.
Don't be a vassal
Unwilling to mediocrity
Can be a forward who conforms to the times.
You can be a guardian who follows the rules.
therefore
? Youth?
In this festival that belongs to you.
Maybe we can think and feel more.
You and you.
Can contribute to this festival.
What color should I add?
Second, I am a young man. A May 4th Movement stirred up young ripples.
I'll have four or five in my head
There is also a 48.
All martyrs and blood.
An era that never seems to proliferate.
This day will also be Qiantang once.
In my parents' generation, I was a young man.
In the nation, I am a young man.
In the universe, I am a young man.
In the poetry garden, I am a young man.
My heart has been charging.
The season of attacking cities and plundering land
Sharpen my black hair into a bright sword.
Kill the deer in the spring dream
I am still a warm-blooded young man.
Sky blue grass green
Summer sunshine
As big as a sword
The white dove has a bright sword like wings.
Through mirror space
She is also a youth.
My eyes crossed time and space.
Youth, too.
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On the mountain full of wild chrysanthemums, my old grass grows.
The beams that pass through the town are the pot cover beam and the horsehair beam.
My children work hard at farming.
It's three points deeper than a cow gasping.
Let the horse's sweat drip on the wrong line.
Potatoes produced are more noble than gold nuggets.
Today's hometown is always absent-minded
Always suffering alone on the stone in front of the door
Tastes better than vegetables and chews better than meat.
The joy of climbing the wall like a wild cat.
More incisive
It's good to be young, that vicissitudes
Cars that have never been hungry don't know.
I don't know the small building where I haven't seen the oil lamp.
The mountain opened by wild chrysanthemum
Hanging the sunset like a wild chrysanthemum
The young sun is in the western hills.
Like gold.
Waiting for the young hand
Pick it.
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Autumn and Four Seasons Waltz
? Wandering in the diary of youth
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Testify during the day
Testify at night
Indulgence wandered in the diary of youth.
Dancing under the plow, Chun Ruichun's new youth dream is being publicized.
A song dances on the willow, and the boredom of youth blooms among summer flowers and grass.
On the occasion of green manure and red thinness
Who is sowing sex and rain to make life
Floating back from the end of the dream
Mysterious dance, gorgeous dance
Solidified into golden essence in autumn rain.
Between black and white, rain or shine.
Desire is seduced and sin is forgiven.
Merit is bullied.
The graveyard at the head of the village, the crow holds the dusk.
Abandoned crying like a soul.
Make Mufeng rustling trembling.
The desolation of paying for the loss
I sit alone on the sofa in autumn.
Self-disciplined life
Lonely, dancing apple in your hand.
Dance a charming waltz
Like an elegant lady.
Peeling off one by one.
Like a woman who gradually faded her clothes.
Just like my good and evil.
Attack the commanding heights of love
The spring of youth ended like a round dance.
Tango kicked off in summer and a song has been played.
Autumn is like me, like a noble and gorgeous dance.
Skinny, with distinct seasons and integrity.
I dance the reaping sickle.
Wandering in the field of youth
Golden harvest
Storage whiteness
Third, people are young people, people are young people,
Might as well embrace the sun,
The sun is like fire, giving you enthusiasm and strength.
People are still young,
Might as well kiss the moon,
The dim moonlight inspires you to dream.
People are still young,
Look up at the sky,
The sky is gray, attracting your yearning.
People are still young,
Might as well look down on the earth,
The vast land provides you with rich nutrition.
People are still young,
Might as well go climbing,
The towering mountains inspire you to move forward.
People are still young,
Might as well face the sea,
The sea is pounding your chest.
People are still young,
Might as well go to more places,
Wan Li Road will give you a broader view.
People are still young,
Might as well publicize your personality,
When it is open, it radiates the light of innovation.
People are still young,
It may be a little frivolous,
There are fresh ideas in frivolity.
People are still young,
Might as well be more confident,
Self-confidence gives wings to career success.
People are still young,
Make more friends,
Sincere friendship accompanies you to sail and sail.
People are still young,
Let's talk about a love affair,
Beautiful love is like the wine of life.
People are still young,
Might as well read more books,
All the books have their own examples for your reference.
People are still young,
Might as well do more exercise,
A strong body is an obstacle to happiness.
People are still young,
Try to explore,
Looking for unknown treasures in the world.
People are still young,
Might as well do a research,
Solve many puzzles on the road of science.
People are still young,
Might as well experience some setbacks,
Frustration has tempered your will to become stronger.
People are still young,
Might as well pay attention to some civilizations,
Everything you say and do represents your image.
People are still young,
Might as well learn humility,
Modesty can help you grow up more smoothly.
People are still young,
Might as well have lofty ideals,
Lead the boat of life through the wind and waves.
People are still young,
It is better to live happily,
A happy life is like colorful sunshine.
People are still young,
You might as well sing loudly,
Show the edge of youth in singing.
Fourth, the rose of youth is not dazzling at noon.
The small town in April has blossomed.
There is a young man standing outside the school gate.
Concentrate on looking inward.
Hold a roll of roses on your chest.
The school clock has rung.
Picking up the phone is also turned on.
Trainee teachers are constantly emerging.
The young man lit the excited cigarette.
What a charming expression.
The students cast curious eyes.
Some stop, some look back.
There are still dozens of cars to play tricks on.
The young man has finished smoking.
Picked up chewing gum again.
Chew and move on.
There are fewer and fewer people coming out.
My arm aches and my heart is pounding.
Young people's throats are like fire.
Roses on the trash can.
The hearts of young people are not yet desperate.
Will your legs tremble when you go in?
Naughty students forget the time.
Forget mother's worry, the food will get cold.
The more twists and turns, the more nostalgia.
The school gate slammed shut.
Young people have no courage to stop.
Today's sky is clear and unrestrained.
The angry students boarded the bus and left.
The youth finally turned around.
The face is full of helplessness.
Suddenly the bell rang in a hurry.
All the embarrassment suddenly vanished.
Familiar voices fall from the sky.
Put the phone down, sunny Wan Li.
Hold hands tightly and run high
Pick up the rose, put it down, put it down and pick it up again.
Finally, I raised my hands together.
Blow a kiss and hold it in your arms.
A swallow put on the wrong clothes and disappeared in the wind.
Goodbye, youth of Hohhot, goodbye, youth of Hohhot!
It seems to be a melancholy face eighteen years ago;
Listen to your trial in this court
Your words, complaints, struggles.
However, my dear young man,
Your young life was wantonly deprived,
Like your death, like autumn leaves,
In an instant, your fantasy was shattered.
Oh, youth, my dear youth!
You are also unfortunately under this dark spell;
In this country that is indifferent for no reason,
Your injustice is the sorrow of this country.
Your death still needs light to flow at any time,
Live in the haze of history, young man!
In this vast China,
No one has wronged you?
My beloved youth, get up!
Are you willing to bear this empty account?
In this absurd and unruly world,
Your youth is so worthless?
If you're alive and dead,
Will you continue to choose this tragic death?
Tell me, you lonely young man,
Even if you die, you must continue to live.
Goodbye, your eternal youth,
You are a soul that fell into the world!
Who else, in the name of a young man like you,
Launch a final defense for the world;
Who else will defend the oath of this law,
Justice, freedom and freedom of life?
My dearest person, say something!
Otherwise, you will be the next soul to die unjustly.