Poetry and prose about childhood, youth, youth, etc.

Childhood,

A beautiful and difficult-to-describe word.

What it is,

No one can tell clearly.

Perhaps,

It is a seed buried deep in the ground,

waiting for sunlight,

waiting for irrigation.

Perhaps,

It is a piece of white paper,

waiting to be scribbled on,

waiting to be written down.

Perhaps,

It is a bunch of lilies in a bottle,

waiting to bloom,

waiting to spread the fragrance.

Maybe... maybe...

Childhood is so diverse,

Childhood is so beautiful.

Childhood is waiting for us,

Waiting for more careful irrigation,

Waiting for more beautiful colors,

Waiting More fragrant aroma.

Childhood is waiting,

Waiting for us,

Our childhood becomes more beautiful in an instant... Striving to be four good boys

< p>Everyone is happy to celebrate the 60th anniversary of the founding of the team.

Grandpa Hu’s congratulatory letter is in my heart.

Strive to be the "four good boys".

Study diligently and learn well.

Strive to be a good young man who loves the motherland and has great ambitions!

Love the motherland and the party,

Serving the motherland is the goal.

Having lofty ideals and ambitions,

the most important thing is to be down-to-earth.

Strive to be a good young man who studies diligently and strives to make progress

Studying diligently is your duty.

You must be serious at home and in school.

It is necessary to pursue progress.

Academic performance is getting higher and higher.

Strive to be a good moral character, unite and be friendly as a young man

Good moral character comes first,

How can there be bad morals.

Unity and friendship are not noisy,

Harmony and mutual help are lovable.

Strive to be a healthy, lively and cheerful young man

Strong body and good health,

Remember to exercise every day.

Lively, cheerful and with high emotional intelligence,

Tolerance and humility are the magic weapon.

Striving to be the "four good boys",

The Young Pioneers are full of enthusiasm,

Working together to be good boys,

Unity and friendship go hand in hand! Youth is not years, but state of mind; youth is not rosy faces, red lips, soft knees, but deep will, magnificent imagination, and hot love;

Youth is the flowing of the deep spring of life. The energy of youth runs through the rainbow, bravery overwhelms timidity, and progress overwhelms peace. Such agility is inherent in men born in their twenties, but is more common in men in their sixties. Adding years does not mean getting old, and abandoning ideals means falling into old age. As time goes by, decay only affects the skin;

Throwing away enthusiasm will lead to decadence in the soul. Worry, fear, and loss of self-confidence will definitely distort the mind and turn the spirit into ashes. No matter whether they are sixty or twenty, they all have in their hearts the joy of life, the temptation of miracles, and the unfailing childlike innocence. There is an antenna in everyone's heart. As long as you receive signals of beauty, hope, joy, courage and strength from heaven and earth, you will remain young and graceful forever. Once the antenna is lowered, your energy will be covered with ice and snow, and cynicism and self-destruction will arise spontaneously. Even if you are only twenty, you are already old;

But as long as you set up the antenna and catch the optimistic signal, you will have hope. I still felt young when I passed away at the age of eighty.