Youth is not ignorance,
Young is not frivolous.
Because everything in youth is pure and flawless.
When I was young, my eyes were clear and bright.
Look at the world as if it had just rained.
The green leaves are bright green,
Safflower is dazzling red,
Everything is full of vitality.
When I was young, my ears were listening and watching.
The sound you hear is like the sound of nature.
Birds sing sweetly,
The voice said softly,
Everywhere is pleasant.
When I was young, I was kind and simple at heart.
Be honest with others.
We are all bosom friends,
Give three points when you are in trouble,
Always prefer to suffer.
When I was young, my thoughts were naive.
There are many colorful dreams in my mind.
Reality is not cruel,
The dream has come true,
You can do whatever you want.
Youth is not ignorance,
Young is not frivolous.
Because, when I was young, everything was beautiful and simple.
Young modern poetry one day more than 2 years ago.
I can't remember the day of the week.
I don't know what class I'm taking.
A dim dusk
Lying in the window watching the sunset.
Do you think you will remember each other after many years?
I conveniently wrote you a note.
Then you become someone else's girlfriend.
And our relationship is still very good.
Go your separate ways after graduation.
You and I are getting better and better.
Long distance calls never stop.
Then you broke up and broke up again.
I have seen you many times.
Cry, laugh, helpless
One day you called me excitedly.
Pack up old things
Spit out a note
Gradually remind of
That dark evening
It's been a long time.
The relationship remains unchanged.
You settle down in your town.
I went to my big city to make a living.
Take a completely different road
Look back from time to time
When I was born, the phone rang.
Life is neither salty nor light.
She looks old and single.
Push your best friend to you.
I asked many times, but there was no progress.
Laugh and scold and marry you in the future.
All right.
You're doing it.
Seriously, I'll marry you.
Many troubles.
It's a good thing I never took it seriously.
I can live next door to you.
This is already a huge fortune.
I miss you before it snows.
Miss the first snow, you in the distance
by twos and threes
It will be fine if it goes on like this.
Young Modern Poetry 3 Young, Young
There is such a memory,
Fuzzy and familiar.
Running in the sunny street,
Strolling in a long alley.
The wind of freedom caresses the face,
The wet rain soaked the clothes.
The wind blows,
Junior clock.
Facing the far end,
Facing the pit full of muddy water,
Although the feet are covered with mud,
Just for the front that I have never seen before.
Cowardly footsteps spread all over Qian Shan,
The exposed reality has crossed Qian Shan.
The lingering haze haunts my mind,
Memories that can't be returned lock freedom.
The wind blows,
The boy sighed.
The future is uncertain,
Life is just the past.
Flying chicks can't resist the temptation of caterpillars.
Immortal heroes can't live the fate of lovers.
In front of that invisible face,
Are you still waiting for me?
Teenagers,
Why are you young?
Teenagers,
Why are you not frivolous?
Teenagers,
Qianshan is brave to turn over!
Teenagers,
Swim across thousands of waters in Qian Shan, and become a success!
Teenagers,
Sunlight will dispel the haze.
Teenagers,
Good memories will not be forgotten.
The cage of chaos can be broken,
Tender feelings like water can also be retained.
Life is a drama,
How can you easily guess the ending?
Young teenagers,
Look,
Like dandelions, blowing in the wind,
Even if it eventually turns into mud,
In that place,
In the future, flowers will be all over the earth.
Whoever can control the morning can control the life.
Mr. nan huaijin once said: "Whoever can control the morning can control life!" Early to bed and early to rise. When others are still dreaming under the covers, you are already on the way to struggle for your dreams.
Young Modern Poetry 4 I write a book for the young enchanting in the world of mortals.
Look at the deep-buried scolding and laughing under loneliness
I put on the wound and stayed on the other side until I was old.
Not bad at all.
Light up your face.
Carved into the bone marrow, it is difficult to discard.
Who has long been in love?
Who is suffering?
Who is humble and who is insignificant?
Who laughed at the gentle newspaper?
Who is young?
Go the wrong way
Zeng si Zeng nian never met dawn
Fresh clothes and angry horses, carefree.
How ethereal Xu's rest is.
I sat in the moonlight, cold and empty.
Your shoulder is not far away.
Cold and cold brand
I wish I could not repay the peach with Di Qing.
Feng Ping sent the mysterious bird as promised.
But Su Yan intends to mourn the past.
Who is dancing in the river continent?
I didn't pour out my country, but it consumed my mind.
At this moment, the fallen fairy was moved. How can you escape?
When the moon arrives at the willow tip, there is no smile at dusk.
look around
Your lover, my loneliness
A cold toad can see that a careless person is annoyed by himself.
Invite the lights to the sky.
Why is Liangsheng slightly disturbed?
Begging for ice is a bright heart.
Infatuation is always mercilessly laughed at.
You didn't mean to see it.
This is the bridge I can't cross in my life.
The pride of my life
Never asked for anything when I abandoned you.
Isn't it wonderful?
I miss your strange arms.
Singing my silent songs
Flowers bloom and fall endlessly.