You came quietly,
With a little naughty.
You are so naive,
Hypocrisy is irresistible
You came quietly,
With a little dream,
You are so cute.
You are dizzy. Here we go,
Freshness is your temperament,
Simplicity is your wealth.
I want to hold you in my arms,
But you cried.
So,
I will no longer desecrate your purity.
Just because you are my youth.
Ode to Youth "Youth without Mood" The Second Reading Draft of Poetry
In these quiet days, I always look out of the window silently.
Look at that bare tree. It's a single old man who spends the winter.
My frozen wound is still slowly bleeding.
Lonely branches are bare and scattered in the cold breeze.
The roots are full of confusion.
Several birds are jumping under the eaves.
Look this way from time to time.
But never far from their warm home.
The sun is always pale in the dignified sky.
A monotonous and silent sigh over and over again
After shaking your face again and again, there is nothing left.
Poetry Recitation on Youth 3 "What is Youth"
youth
This is a song that never gives up.
youth
This is an endless river.
youth
This is a book that I can never get tired of reading.
youth
This is an endless cup of tea.
youth
It is a peak standing in the forest of the country.
Carve the footprints of thousands of young people in Qian Qian.
youth
This is a tower of knowledge.
Sprinkle the sweat of thousands of young people in Qian Qian.
youth
This is a thriving tree.
Stand the test of wind and rain
youth
This is a bud in bud.
Want to show the world your unique demeanor.