1, author of Youth: Happiness?

My present youth is pain in memory, laughter in tears, constant farewell and hard progress. Youth has no flowers in the sun, no lovers beside flowers, no sweetness between lovers and no bitterness after sweetness.

Youth, pure youth, reading aloud in the classroom has occupied more than ten years. The nagging and supervision of parents and relatives have deprived too much freedom, and the social reality after work has killed the initial dream. Youth, what is left?

2, "To Youth" Author: landscape wood?

Moths put out the fire, but left some memories, and the sun and the moon remained the same. I don't think time is in a hurry, youth is crazy, and youth is not long. Maybe I will solve the Millennium world of mortals when I am drunk. We have the capital of youth, but we can't afford to waste time. We dominate our future, but we can only be young once, gone and gone forever.

3, "To Youth" Author: Millennium Watch?

Running constantly wears out the spring, and I sleep in the yard in midsummer. I am used to boasting in front of female classmates, pointing out the country with great men, drinking a few glasses of wine is not difficult, and eating barbecue for many nights is not a burden.

I am willing to sing loudly on the road in the middle of the night, brag a lot, walk with my first girlfriend very late on a snowy night, and talk endless love stories. I promise to be broken up by the time-space film. You can't see my tears shining behind me in the distance. Youth is a flash in the pan. Youth is the snow lotus on the mountain, the daughter's comfortable smile and the morning glow.

4, "Youth" Author: Red Rose?

I think that youth is still there and I can't stop my inner enthusiasm and pursuit. In fact, youth has become a negative film of life and has become fat. This disease is disturbing, and it inhibits the pace of progress. Why not surrender and stumble? But the soul still clings to the throat of youth and refuses to let go. Finally, despair, not allowed to go far.

5, "Youth" Author: Blue Sleeve Random Talk

Youth that will eventually pass away, you are a silent, deep and elegant youth. You are a gripping note in the silent youth, which touched the still heart in the noisy years. The melody that rose lingers in the tide of the heart for a long time, and the breeze blows, and the youth has no regrets.

The fleeting time is mixed with tears. Love is so deep, how can you let her sink into the sea? Love is so heavy, how can you make her disappear? Silent expression, annihilated the fiery feelings.