Inspirational Poetry of Youth Growth and Transformation 1 Theory of the Old Man
Grow up, son
I feel this word.
When I stop climbing
There is no paper plane in hand.
I look forward to the old man's praise.
The old man said
Grow up, son
I heard those words.
When my face is no longer gentle.
With a paintbrush in his hand
I am eager for the praise of the old man.
The old man said
Grow up, son
I heard those words.
When I am full of years.
Walking more and more slowly.
I still long for a compliment from the old man.
Now, I can't hear the old man's words anymore.
I can't hear his praise.
I occasionally think of his advice.
Grow up, son
It suddenly occurs to me
I still haven't grown up in his heart.
Inspirational poem of youth growth and transformation 2 children,
Don't run away from the growing pains.
The world is not as small as you think,
Tomorrow is not as bad as you think.
All roads lead to Rome,
As long as you are willing to stick to your dreams.
Son,
Don't run away from the growing pains.
You've been troubled by setbacks,
You are troubled by frequent mistakes.
The cognitive law of negation of negation,
Even a saint can't escape the twists and turns.
Son,
Don't run away from the growing pains.
Knowledge is the ladder of your progress,
Interest is your best guide.
Give your heart and soul to the truth,
Work hard for the ideal.
Son,
Don't run away from the growing pains.
Laziness will only bring spiritual emptiness,
Knowledge makes the soul feel beautiful.
Insist on forming habits,
Habits will make your life very high. ...
Son,
Don't run away from the growing pains.
The road ahead,
Let's go find it ...
Youth growth and transformation inspirational poem 3 on the road to growth
Oil grass
Growth path
There are joys and sorrows.
Sometimes it hurts too much.
Squat down and cry.
Time quickened the pace.
The hourglass never stops.
How can you park here?
Even if the road is full of thorns
Winter is almost over.
Spring is coming.
The dead tree has sprouted again.
The lonely mountain is blooming again.
On the other side of the mountain
There is a way.
Lead to all directions
And do I have a chance to run to the other side of success?
Inspirational Psalm 4 of Youth Growth and Transformation In spring, I grew up with oblique rain.
Holding mother's hand under the umbrella of a small mushroom.
Look at the grass in Wulongtan. It's green and shiny.
See Bai Yutang in Baotu Spring.
Climb up the old flower stand.
Then, timidly spread the delicate petals.
The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the flowers bloom and fall, which is the most beautiful scenery in my eyes.
just as
I saw it.
The footprints behind him are wider and longer than each other.
summer
Me and the lotus leaf in Daming Lake
Grow up with cicadas on willow trees on the shore
It was snickering at me: "Know, know, know ..."
Does it also know that my knowledge is growing day by day?
I asked cicada
It flapped its wings.
Fly to the most beautiful place on the shore of the lake.
Beautiful Daming Lake scenery.
Always makes me deeply intoxicated.
However, I like the scenery here.
also in
grow up
From the beginning, playing with pebbles.
To today
Read in the morning in the shade of the lake bank
autumn
I took photos on the veranda of Quancheng Park.
When the expression freezes,
From the beginning, I stared and opened my mouth.
Smile and face the camera
Natural and poised
Beautiful and smart
I have grown up.
However, there is no excitement and joy when you grow up.
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Growing up is the long bluestone street in the old street lane.
brick by brick
brick by brick
The mood becomes mature and calm.
Like persimmon trees and walnut trees, the fruit is very heavy.
All income
All in my heart.
In winter, I read, listen, take notes and review in the classroom.
The teacher's smile
All the time in the four seasons.
Impressed in my mind.
The growth of roads
She is the big dipper above me.
therefore
Even on a lost night
I'm not afraid either
It's fine too
Find the direction of the future
But this is what I really think.
Have her.
My growth is not a series of empty words.
The real growth miracle
Start from the teacher's podium.
It is also gradually extended to the distance in the teacher's words and deeds.
Growth, no miracle.
just as
There is no shortcut to learning.
My pen, dipped in the ink of time
Record all processes.
Black is the white paper on the diary.
It is the black hair on the teacher's temple that is bleached.
Inspirational Poetry of Youth Growth and Transformation 5 river of no return.
Don't refuse the trickle of soup.
Wang Yang has just joined the sea.
All the seedlings broke out of the ground.
Whether it is hot or cold.
Unable to stop joining.
Children grow up healthily day by day.
From babbling to college.
Body is as strong as wisdom.
There is a power to do good.
There is a guiding light.
This is the direction of growth.