The words of youth
Slowly feel strange.
Tree rings are always easily branded with old marks.
Thought it would last forever.
In an instant, I was not around.
Once pure and innocent
It used to be a beautiful dream
With the gradual disappearance of four seasons.
This is youth.
Turn around in the years
From one familiar to another unfamiliar
And then change from unfamiliar to familiar.
Until the curtain of youth gradually falls.
In the joys and sorrows of youth, the fantasy in childishness slowly fades away.
People are such strange animals.
Tired of having it
It hurts when you lose your mind.
Got a lot.
Also lost a lot.
I just want to achieve a peaceful state of mind.
Love children very much
Because they have the purest thing in human thought.
Their humanity is the best.
Like to be close to the elderly.
Because you can feel their inner peace.
Calm on the face
Maybe life for them is trying to spend the rest of their lives in the most comfortable way.
Like a cat
Just because they are lazy and comfortable.
Have a sense of sureness
Too many things in life are easily scattered and broken.
So I learned the habitual indifference and indifference.
perhaps
More often, we are more willing to believe in ourselves.
Unwilling to entrust it casually
Sometimes the world won't abandon us.
We abandoned the world first.
Because we have learned the habitual negation.
Habitual resistance makes many things pass by.
Too many times.
We ourselves prefer to believe that life has hurt us.
Instead of accepting that what hurts you is your own lack.
Long poems about youth (2)
In this fleeting time, we are full of vitality and vigor.
Youth can't wait, dreams are expected to bloom,
Pack your bags and sing the song of youth,
With a childlike heart in pursuit of dreams,
We are moving towards youth. ...
My youth is on the road,
Years have taken away the frivolity of my youth,
A strong teenager makes a strong country, and he has a responsibility on his shoulders.
With my dream, let the poems of youth be more dazzling.
Maybe many years later, I stood at the last intersection of youth road.
Looking back, I looked at the way I struggled for my dreams in my most beautiful years.
I will sing the regret and beauty of youth.
My youth who struggled on the road without regrets,
You are my pride!
My youth is on the road,
The road of youth is tortuous,
When I got lost over the mountains,
Thinking of the faith in my heart, I raised my head and continued to set sail.
On the way, I learned whose youth is not confused.
There will always be mud on the road and flowers will always wither.
Laugh at setbacks and face difficulties.
My youth, even if it is short,
Try to make her as gorgeous as summer flowers.
My youth is on the road,
The scenery on the road fascinates me and drives me crazy.
The wind on the road is refreshing and intoxicated with the fragrance of flowers and plants.
Looking silently at the place where I first dreamed,
Imagine you are standing on the highest mountain,
Smile indifferently,
Because the road ahead is still long,
Now I'm quietly ready, just waiting for dawn.
Our youth is on the road, clinging to our dreams,
Go forward bravely and be unstoppable.
Young people chasing their dreams,
While young, let's be crazy again on the road of youth!