On the way to growing up, have you ever forgotten those little things?
Time is running out.
Have you ever forgotten?
In the wind and rain
We are under a small umbrella.
Although the cold rain wet the clothes
The heart is still warm
Time passed quietly.
Have you ever forgotten?
in the shade
Our whispers
No matter how distant the future is.
But it's so beautiful
Time passed silently.
Have you ever forgotten?
Baisong road
Our figure.
Although sweat soaked the clothes
But how comfortable it is.
Time goes by slowly.
We are all grown up.
Do you remember?
I grew up on the road.
Bit by bit with our growth.
2. The poem "The Direction of Growth" describing growth
All the rivers face the east.
Don't refuse the trickle of soup.
Wang Yang has just joined the sea.
All the seedlings broke out of the ground.
Whether it is hot or cold.
Unable to stop joining.
Children grow up healthily day by day.
From babbling to college.
Body is as strong as wisdom.
There is a power to do good.
There is a guiding light.
This is the direction of growth.
On the road of growth
Growth path
Oil grass
Growth path
There are joys and sorrows.
Sometimes it hurts too much.
Squat down and cry.
Time quickened the pace.
The hourglass never stops.
How can you park here?
Even if the road is full of thorns
Winter is almost over.
Spring is coming.
The dead tree has sprouted again.
The lonely mountain is blooming again.
On the other side of the mountain
There is a way.
Lead to all directions
And do I have a chance to run to the other side of success?
3. He Zhangzhi, an ancient poem about growth, The Return of the Native.
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.
When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
HanYueFu ChangGeHang
The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
The little mermaid listened to the rain.
Jie Jiang
Teenagers listen to the rain in the song building,
The red candle is weak.
In the prime of life, listening to the rain on the boat,
Zhang Guoyun is low,
Broken geese are called westerly winds.
Now listen to the rain monk,
The temple is full of stars.
Sorrow and joy are always ruthless,
Drop by drop, the next step is not started until dawn.
Taking listening to the rain as a clue, this word truly describes three stages of a person's life: adolescence, playing, and listening to the rain on the balcony; In the prime of life, wandering around the world, listening to the wind and rain of the boat; In his later years, he lived under the fence and listened to the rain at the monk's house. The three stages are like three paintings, which are connected with each other and reflect each other, artistically summarizing the author's life trajectory from young to old. It reflects the poet's joy and carefree when he was young, melancholy and hesitation in middle age, and bitterness and helplessness in old age. This is the sorrow of those who have lost their country, and it is also the grief and indignation of those who have lost their ambition!
Ugly slave's book, the middle wall of Boshan Road
Teenagers don't know the taste of sadness,
Love the floor, love the floor,
Worried about adding new words.
Now I know what it's like to be sad,
Say it if you want.
But it is a cool autumn.
4. The poem of wind and rain on the road of growing up is hard to leave me.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Li Bai
Original text:
The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan.
I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.
I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.
Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
Takeishi
Author: Zheng Xie
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks. After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
Long song line/long song line
Author: anonymous
The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun. Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity. I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither. The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? If a person doesn't work hard when he is young, he will regret when he is old ―― laziness when he is young will make him regret when he is old; Reckless youth makes regretful old age; Idle youth, poor old age
Lotte in Yangzhou met for the first time.
Author: Liu Yuxi
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed. On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
5. Poetry about Growth I like being eighteen/because youth is beautiful/because it is the color of age.
I am not afraid of hardships/because youth is supporting me/because it is light and hope.
Youth is the beginning of colorful life/like spring, everything on the earth begins to grow.
Open a thick diary/find the footprints of youth engraved in it/a sentence/or a poem.
There are seven colors in my pen/youth/red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple/a poem and a painting/the colors of youth are indispensable.
In my songs/youth is full of energy/a song in a word/the temperament of youth is indispensable.
Youth/what a sunny word/the happiest moment is youth/the happiest moment is youth.
Youth/gave me unlimited passion/let me prop up a brilliant sunrise/let me take a solid step/move towards a brilliant adulthood.
grow up
Open the window of dawn,
The mind is no longer dusty.
Outside the window,
Pursuing the infinite dream of the sky,
The sail of growth
Set off a youthful and illusory frivolous. .
Quietly looking for the dawn of growth,
Surging heart,
The waves set foot on the blue sky,
As a teenager, I was ambitious.
The feeling of being high,
Looking forward to Levin in autumn.
I hope Yu Guang can't help singing.
grow up
If the dawn can reflect the dawn of my seventeen-year-old heart,
I need wings,
Holding the heart of looking forward to flying. ...
Shake my seventeen-year-old heart in the melody of the blue sky,
Growing up, joy and sadness have always accompanied me.
They helped me compose the most beautiful and magnificent music in my life.
When the harvest season is far away from us
My growing bag is full of rich fruits.
Suddenly, growth began.
Poetry, the Footprint of Growth
Less netizens: depressed pigs
When we desperately open our mouths,
When I cried loudly for the first time
They laughed.
Time flies.
Shortly after birth
We started chattering.
When we read the sounds of words in a tone-deaf way,
They laughed.
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, we began to learn to walk.
When we fall again and again
When you stand up again and again
They laughed.
Time flies.
Our parents send us to kindergarten.
When we are a little nervous.
They laughed.
Time flies.
We went to primary school again.
When we stood in front of them with a certificate on our faces.
They laughed.
But time is still in a hurry.
How many days and nights have passed?
We have reached the threshold of middle school.
When we are troubled by piles of homework
They didn't laugh.
Is to tell us
In the face of difficulties
Have you ever thought about it?
We are on the road of life.
When leaving footprints of growth.
Parents always stand behind you with a smile
Tell you what.
Strong-strong-
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6. Poetry on the road to growth, youthful youth
Dunzhe Ling
When you are young and beautiful
Your complexion is tender and charming.
There will always be a flower on your head.
Youth is as gentle as a cat.
Lying next to your ankles.
Climb into your body
Please take out your charming gift.
But a charming girl.
The body is mottled faster than you think.
But if you put yourself in a story,
In a story of a breeze blowing.
In an auspicious and warm story
So when you get old and relax.
You are still enjoying the envy of youth.
They didn't see your aging at all.
Just look into their eyes.
Excerpts from the poems of Dunzhe Ling, an independent scholar, poet, writer and famous scholar in China.