The autumn harvest of rural roads is fruitful.
People come and go, busy east and busy west.
When I am alone in the driveway, my heart is rippling.
Young and frivolous, just for a book,
Missed a lot of beautiful scenery,
Now that I am old, looking back is autumn!
Can't go back in time,
An unreachable future!
Give good words,
If the flowers are not wasted,
People are not people!
The farthest way is not in the future,
At your feet,
The most beautiful bubble is not in sight,
In my heart!
I want to give my youth peace,
By the way, goodbay!
Youth that can't stand tossing,
May everything be all right!
Poetry 2 on the theme of youth: dedicated to the young self
Don't look at flowers when you are free.
Don't say right and wrong when you are busy.
Meditate on personnel,
Don't bite the bullet.
Keep your mood at all times,
Don't be suspicious,
Fairy tales no longer exist,
Don't be wishful thinking
Things can't be forced,
Try your best to achieve inner peace,
Don't look back,
Wave and look to the future.
When there is confusion,
Don't get to the bottom of it,
It's best to do it step by step,
Things are going well so far.
Some things are predestined,
Don't be stubborn,
Self-esteem and self-love are very important,
Happiness is created by oneself.
Laziness becomes a habit,
My mind became confused,
The ideal seems far away,
Life becomes dull.
Spitting is common,
Complaining is a habit,
Personal decadent waste wood,
Complain about external conditions.
Everything is human,
Don't argue irrationally,
Giving is rewarding,
Struggle leads to development
Don't be decadent when you are young.
Live up to youth,
Happiness lies in contentment,
Don't get something for nothing.