Modern Poetry of Dream-chasing Teenagers

Modern poetry of dream-chasing teenagers 1 The sky in the dream is blue.

There is a colorful cloud.

Gone with the Wind ...

The girl in my dream is very gentle.

She looked at the clouds and said softly

I like ... ...

But the wind is blowing clouds.

Fade away ...

Teenagers chase the wind.

Crying in my heart ...

Kind wind

You blow gently ...

Beautiful clouds

You drift slowly ...

Teenagers leap over mountains and rivers

My eyes only have that colorful cloud.

Teenagers chase the wind and clouds

Only the gentle one in my heart ...

The wind bowed their heads and asked

That girl is your lover?

You chase colorful clouds

Make her a wedding dress?

God, I ... ...

Just want to make her happy.

Send her a colorful cloud.

She should see me more. ...

The wind laughed.

The boy smiled.

Caiyun stopped.

gentle girl

passionately

Cheer Cai Yun with a smile. ...

The teenager stayed.

Hang down your hand.

There are only colorful clouds in the gentle heart.

The boy is missing.

Left a lonely figure. ...

It's windy.

Blow the colorful clouds to the horizon ...

Dream-chasing teenagers' modern poems 2 Tears wash away the dust on the road.

A smile shines on the bud of a dream.

Dream boy, don't be confused.

That flower is about to bloom.

We must arrive before that.

Waiting for the flowers to bloom.

Realize that beautiful dream

Let's row our dreams.

Swim in the ocean of youth

Sail to the island of hope

Dream boy, let's move.

For the dream, come on!

With the residents gone, the building is empty-an ancient sight reminds people of their dead relatives.

One message still exists.

Did you forget it without opening it?

If it is.

Should I give up?

You always say it's wrong.

Why not try it yourself?

There are angels in fairy tales.

But it doesn't represent reality.

All perfect happiness is fiction.

A prince doesn't necessarily belong to a princess.

It's like a Tang priest riding a white horse.

I've lost my heart. Where to find it?

There are no vacant seats.

Aap Ki Khatir

Maybe it's over.

It's just that we haven't gone out yet

It's a familiar shadow.

The clouds are gone, the sky is cloudy and the shadow is gone.

I'll never find it.

Should I be sad or happy?

Maybe nothing, everything is just a cloud.

Those who are at the seaside are the first people to see the rising moon ―― enjoy the advantages of a favorable position.

The building is empty.

Who came to the moon again?