There is an urgent need for a short poem suitable for the class teacher to recite at the class reunion.

Jimilis Beecheby

Youth is a blue olive.

After the bitter taste

This is a sweet aftertaste.

Military training

Like a fire in the scorching sun

Hold your head high, stand at attention and salute.

Acquaintance, intersection, familiarity, acquaintance

We walked through it step by step.

Youth is a gorgeous flower.

Anido Z.

Picturesque Yunlong Mountain

We are full of energy.

Overlooking the whole city

Marvel Comics marveled at her figure and beauty.

A lake like a mirror

Marking of ship overflow

It's a sign of our friendship.

Youth is white clouds in the blue sky.

Pure and flawless

basketball court

Athletes have strong bodies.

Cheerleaders shouted loudly.

debate competition

The debater is eloquent.

Friends and family applauded like thunder.

The result doesn't matter anymore

Because we got something more important.

Fifty-four United hearts

Youth is a cup of strong coffee.

It's refreshing

But I can't help feeling a little bitter.

Chorus competition

We sing the praises of youth with hoarse throats.

Facing the cold wind

We choose class clothes one by one.

Inhale frost

We practice songs over and over again.

Playground, nursing building, small classroom

Our passionate songs are flying everywhere.

Boys actively cooperate with makeup

The girl dropped her reserve.

We presented a perfect chorus.

We said with tears

We come first in our hearts.

We praise youth.

Because we have

I sing the praises of youth, because we walked together.