Poetry praising youth is self-created.

Poems praising youth are as follows:

The first song:

Ah! Youth, when I am disheartened and want to give up, your intoxicating appearance makes me intoxicated, rub my sleepy eyes, clean up my bad mood and start again! Ah! Youth. When I thought all the good girls in the world had left me, your gentle and magical hands woke me up, and there are better ones ahead! Cut the dividing line and start over! Ah! Youth, I love you, your touching love words, your tears, your blood.

The second song:

Youth is white, like white clouds and flying snow. Young people paint the prosperity of the world on the canvas of youth. Youth is green, like grass buds, like bamboo, and the baptism of wind and rain has never broken the heart of dreaming. Youth is purple, like lavender and violet. Romantic love also warms our broken hearts.

The third song:

Is there a kind of beauty that can last forever? Is it an epiphyllum blooming in the dark? Is it a meteor that streaks across the sky at night? Are cicadas chirping freely on the branches? Nobody told me the answer, but I have been looking for it. Youth is a beautiful dream. I was intoxicated with it, but she gradually left me. Youth is the fine sand in my hand, which has been missed unconsciously, while I am still wandering in the same place.

Youth! Even if one day you will leave me like a relative, I still don't regret it, because your smile has become the most beautiful memory! When the tidbits of youth are flying all over the sky, chase your dreams. White velvet floating on the horizon brings you a smile. Red sun and clear sky are the source of life.

Sunny Yuan Ye is lush. The spring breeze turned into rain, and the spring thunder rolled, awakening the sleeping dream. The flower of youth blooms in your heart and loves your smile the most. When the fire of youth burns in your heart, it excites you for a long time.

Walking through thousands of waters in Qian Shan, accompanied by spring, summer, autumn and winter. Youth without regrets is a sweet dream. Unforgettable youth will never die out. Remember the magnificence of the past. For the persistence of youth, I am not afraid of hot sun and cold wind. The years of youth are shining and will always be engraved in my heart.