Complete inspirational poems

In the season of warm wind, the sky is clear as washing catkins flying all over the sky and falling on the quietly sprouting earth. Young people's lives crawl in the soil and music flows in their hearts. Young people have an unchanging oath. We will firmly look at the further starting line. From the moment we set out, we were destined to chase the resolute and confident face of the rising sun, hold on to that drop of sweat and wait for the dawn of victory. Let tears flow on your face, just for the moment of applause. Since I chose the blue sky, I chose to fly. Even if you choose to fight, even if you choose the wind and rain, even if there will be thorns in the future. Now that you have chosen, you have fixed the trajectory of your life. Now that you have chosen, you are doomed to struggle and impermanence. Since you have chosen, you have ushered in youth in the same boat. Since you have chosen, you will become gorgeous. Looking around, the beating flame is the voice of youth in full bloom, and the jubilant footsteps are the voice of youth chasing dreams. The blood of youth flows tirelessly. * * * In the body of youth, it is strong and light. Let's sing the hymn of youth, and sing all the way to chasing dreams and running away.