I can read your outline, too
Even in the garden
I can feel your heartbeat, too.
I see
Youth is a poem that cannot be surrounded by night.
Youth is a dance that flowers can't surround.
Youth is the winding of running water.
Youth is the passion of volcanic eruption.
But you must remember.
The meteor of youth
just this once
Crossing the horizon of life
All the days, all the days have come,
Let me weave for you with the golden thread of youth,
The flower ring of happiness weaves you.
There is singing and laughing on the boat, dancing on the campus under the moon,
Walking in the drizzle, marching in the early morning of the first snow,
There are also fierce arguments, a beating and warm heart. ...
It is a day that has passed in a blink of an eye, and it is also a day full of reverie.
One wish after another is blurred, like spring rain,
We have time, strength and firm belief.
We are eager to live and fly in the sky.
It's a simple day, but also a changeable day.
Everything in the vast world surprises us.
Never cheerful, never indifferent,
Tears, laughter and deep thought are all the first time.
Go straight, go straight,
I move forward happily in my life,
What a heavy burden, I will not be weak,
No matter how fierce the battle is, I will not lose face;
One day, after cleaning the gun, the machine and the sweat,
I miss you and greet you.
Look at you proudly
& lt& lt Chun Qing & gt Author: Xi Murong
All endings have been written.
All the tears have also flowed out.
I suddenly forgot what kind of beginning this was.
On that ancient summer day that is gone forever.
No matter how hard I pursue it,
Young you are just passing by.
And your smile is extremely shallow.
Gradually disappeared into the mist after sunset.
Then open the yellow title page.
Fate has bound it badly.
I watched it again and again, and tears filled my eyes.
But I have to admit.
Youth is a book that is too hasty.
When memories like honey become bitter
Thoughts are floating in the clouds
Wonderful words
Youth stories that shock the soul.
The restless youth lingered in the music.
Because this is a perfect country.
A mentality that no one can understand.
This is a lonely
Innocent heart (of a child)
fine-sounding words
The intoxicating music complained bitterly.
Unwilling to compromise
A dream I don't want to give up.
Refuse to bow easily
Because young
A fragrant mind
Unable to be transparent
Can't be white
Language binds the mind.
Youth is no longer a pure white color.
The absence of youth is a beautiful note.
Confusion is only an occasional mistake.
Tears are the tenderness of youth.
fly a kite
Vague thoughts
A pair of wings will choose to fly.
The sea will not choose to hurt.
regretless youth
Without the vicissitudes of music.
Feelings can never be overcome.
The natural changes of life
A brief glory
Transient beauty
Burning youth
Memory is a breeze.
Memories are beautiful dreams.
Memories are the fragrance left by yesterday.
The charm of the years
The cause of tears
I don't think about whether I can succeed or not.
Now that I have chosen a distant place,
I only care about the hardships.
I don't think about whether I can win love.
Because I like roses,
Just show your sincerity bravely.
I don't think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me.
Because the target is the horizon.
Only the back is left to the world.
I don't think about whether the future is flat or muddy.
As long as you love life.
Everything is expected.
If you are not happy enough
Don't frown.
Life is short.
Why cultivate bitterness?
Open dusty doors and windows.
Let the sunshine and rain spread all over every corner.
Vilen moves towards life.
Let the wind iron your forehead.
Broadness can dilute sadness.
Dark colors can cover light colors.
We can cheat others.
But you can't deceive yourself.
As we move towards a prosperous May,
Youth is no longer mysterious.
Upward road
It's always stumbling
Always keep the original romance.
Really not easy
Someone is sad.
Some people are happy.
When we crossed a high mountain,
I also crossed a real self.
I have given you this poem. As for which one to choose, you decide for yourself! ! !
Beautiful mood story