Poetry about the Youthful Years
1. Request for a poem describing the youthful years
Long live the youth ---- Wang Meng
All the days, all the days come,
Let me compile you, with the golden thread of youth,
and the celluloid of happiness, compile you.
In the singing on the boat, the dancing on the campus under the moon, the trekking in the drizzling rain, the marching on the morning of the first snow,
and the lively discussions, the leaping and warm hearts.
In the days of the past, but also full of reverie,
a flurry of wishful thinking, like the rain in the spring,
we have time, power, and burning faith,
we are eager to live, eager to fly in the sky.
It is a day of simplicity and change,
The world is vast, and we are amazed by it,
We have never been happy, we have never been indifferent.
The passing winds, the passing dreams, the passing years
With a bit of wanderlust, I never returned
No one has ever hinted at the bitterness of homesickness in the young me
Every golden sunset I want to cling to
Every transparent dewdrop washes away my sorrows
In the distant colors of spring, I met a man who had a heart of gold, who had a heart of gold, who had a heart of gold.
I met her in full bloom in the distant colors of spring
Overflowing with dazzling light like a beautiful fairy tale
Allow me to sing for you, and I can't sleep at night
Allow me to cry for you, and in my tears, I'll be able to fly free
In my dreams, the sky is big, and I'll lie under your eyelashes
In my dreams, the sky is big, and I'll lie under your eyelashes
In my dreams, there are a lot of days and I'll start to want to go home
In my dreams, there are a lot of days, and I'll start to want to go home.
I'll bury all my songs on that green hillside
I'll wait for the day when they'll finally be told in the world
The Tree That Gives Out the Fresh Green of Youth
The window
is a square on my paper
My pen
is the tree in front of the window.
Swaying gently, spitting out
Spring leaf buds and flower buds
Fresh and shy
That window
Is a picture in my photo album
The one poking its head out
Is a flower on the window sill
Swaying gently, radiating
Spring's
The window
A stamp on a letter
Lying quietly on the desk
Like me sitting in front of the window
Gently covering a teenage heartbeat
Silently listening to a
Teenage heartbeat
That alley
That is an alleyway
That is an alleyway
That is an alleyway
It's a long alley
More lyrical than a piece of music in tonight's light
It's a branch-like alley
Footprint-like leaves
Keeping
not too far away from a flower
Sometimes they stop
and look at each other.
A blush on the flower's face
The tree's heart beats in a frenzy
It's an alley like a river
Reflecting the days of springtime
It's gurgling
In fact, it's singing as it walks along
Heh, it's making this poem of mine
Gently wiggle like a watercress.
It made my paper
ripple
The tree
The tree stood by the side of the road
and stretched its neck
pretending to look at the setting sun
but in fact it was waiting for someone
The tree in the wind
its branches swayed in an unorganized manner
like the young man
who was a boy
who was a boy
who was a boy. I saw the tree move
and then stop
like the boy who wanted to say something and then stopped
but wanted to meet him and then stopped
the boy who wanted to say something and then stopped
and then stopped.
And so the wind once again
passes by
And so the tree and the boy together
hang their heads and blame themselves once again
Once again, they prepare their courage to say the words that they wanted to say
2. Poetry of the Youthful Years
And then I look back, and you are gone
I am in a hurry to go back to my childhood, but I can't see you.
The road we rushed down
Before we could turn back
We reached the end
We walked together in silence
Before I could say anything
You're gone
Those things
Should always be too good
But seem so short-lived
Is it because we gave up
Or because we didn't treasure them
Or because we didn't cherish them?
I think my stubbornness
my nobility
will eventually push me
into the abyss
but I
can't get rid of it
and I won't get rid of it either
There's a long way to go
and we're just like passersby
we spend our whole life walking
We spend our whole lives walking
Every person, every thing
Like a landscape
It belongs only at this intersection
And after we pass through it
Maybe we'll never see each other again
Tell me, how far is forever
How far is he really?
No one can give you the forever you want
And no one can afford to give it to you
All those things
When you look back
They're gone
Believe that
You're on your own path
No one will be there for you for a long time
The only one who can be there for you is your shadow
The only one who can be there for you is your shadow.
Only your shadow
Time
never allows anyone
to stay
The road that you have traveled in the past
can't be taken back
But every scenery that belongs to you on the way
must be cherished
3. I want to send you a colorful paper and a ruler, but I don't know where to go.
The first time I saw this is when I was a little girl, and I was a little girl, and I was a little girl. I'm not sure when I'm going to be able to get back on my feet, but I'm going to be able to get back on my feet! -The first is "The Night Cries" by Li Yu.
And shy away, leaning on the door to look back, but the plum sniffing. - The "Reddish-red Lips" by Li Qingzhao.
I'm not alone on the fence, but I've been looking at the infinite rivers and mountains, and it's easy to say goodbye, but hard to see you again. The water is flowing, the flowers are falling, the spring is gone, in heaven and on earth.
4. about the years of poetry
1, an inch of time, an inch of gold, an inch of gold can not buy an inch of time.
2. Don't eat to the end of the day, don't give up the work in the inch.
3, young and strong do not strive, the old man sad.
4, black hair do not know hard work early, white head regret reading late.
5, the flower has a re-blooming day, life is no longer young.
6, the festival does not spare seedlings, the years do not spare people.
7, a day without two mornings, time does not come again.
8, time is like an arrow, day and month like a shuttle.
9, three more lights and five more chickens, it is the time for men to read.
10, the age of no longer come, the years do not wait for people.
11. The saint does not value the foot of the wall and weighs the inch of Yin. --Huainanzi - Original Road Training
12. The old Ran Ran its will come, fear of repairing the name of the not established. --- Chu Qu Yuan of the Warring States
36. --Tang - Wang Bo
37. The wind is blowing white sun, and the light is flowing westward. --- Three Kingdoms --- Wei Cao Zhi
38. -- Hou Han Shu - Feng Yi Biography
39. The aspirant cherishes the short day, and the sad man knows the long night. --Jin Fu Xuan
40. How long does a man live? The time is not as long as the frost of the morning. The time does not come again, China is no longer Yang. --Jin Lu Ji
41. Winter is the rest of the year, the night is the rest of the day, the rain is the rest of the time. --Three Kingdoms Zhi-Wei Shu-Wang Su Biography Pei Songzhi quoted in Wei Liao
42.Thirty years of Huang Huang, books and swords are not accomplished. --Tang Meng Haoran
43. The mountains and rivers are full of tears, how long can wealth and honor last. I don't see it on the Fen Shui now, only the geese fly in the fall every year. --Tang Li Peak
44. In terms of time, there are the first, middle, and later; in terms of day, there are today, yesterday, and tomorrow; in terms of body, there are young, strong, and the period of Ai.
-- Tang Liu Yuxi
45. Do not say that inches of time is short, it is difficult to get again. Don't say a trace of micro, both the introduction is difficult to white again. --Qing - Zhu Jing
46. The aspirant cherishes the year, the wise man cherishes the day, the sage cherishes the time. --Qing - Wei Yuan
47. Do not rely on children light years, Joe had ****er the same year. --Tang Dou Gong
48. Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, how much, I live to be tomorrow, everything into a waste of time. If the world is tired of tomorrow, spring and autumn will come to old age. I will be old in the spring and fall. I will watch the water flow eastward and the sun fall westward. Please listen to my song of tomorrow.
49! I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to get out of this one, but I'm going to be able to get out of it! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty! I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it again tomorrow. I'm going to write a poem for you today, please start from today.
Love comes like a moth to a flame, without warning, but it's inevitable
The years that I hold in my hands, the memories are peeling away, the love that I once had, the you that I have now, everything is different now
Do you remember me? Do you remember that youthful time, when I was so in love with you
The pain is so long, I almost forget that there is still another lifetime to consume
The love is so long, I almost forget that there is still another lifetime to consume
The love is so long, it's so hard to remember, but it's hard to remember.
Once upon a time, we used to love each other so innocently nowadays you and I are now so helplessly wiping away
The rich put love on the back of their hands, and the poor put love in the palm of their hands
There's a book on "The Cardamom Years"
6. Poetry about the years
Wen Tianxiang's "The Night of the New Year"
The world is empty, and the world is empty, and the world is empty. >
The sky and the earth are empty, and the years go to the hall.
The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of snow and frost.
The life with the year is going to end, and the body and the world are all forgotten.
I have no more dreams of the Tusu, and the night is still young.
The poem about the years, to be respected, when the end of the Song Dynasty politician, writer and patriotic poet Wen Tianxiang's "New Year's Eve".
History has it that this poem was written in the 18th year of the Yuan Dynasty, the last New Year's Eve that Wen Tianxiang spent in his life. Poetry in the light, calm, no heaven and earth righteousness of the heroic, no "to take the heart of the sweat of the green" generosity, only to show that the great heroes want to get together with their families **** the desire to drink on New Year's Day, and even the words revealed a trace of loneliness, pathos. This tender moment, reflecting the iron will of the most real side of the people, this kind of love involved in the sprouting of the "fragile", let us y appreciate the great human nature and clank of the immortal personality of the man.
7. What are the verses about "years"
1. The universe is empty, and the years are gone.
New Year's Eve
Song Dynasty: Wen Tianxiang
Interpretation: The sky and the earth are empty, and the time is blatantly gone.
2. There are many years since I left my hometown, and lately the personnel have been half worn out.
Two Songs on Returning to My Hometown
Tang Dynasty: He Zhizhang
Interpretation: I have been away from my hometown for a very long time, and only after I came home did I feel that the personnel changes in my hometown are really too big.
3. Thinking about you makes you old, and the years are suddenly already late.
Comment: Just because I want you to make me all old, another year is soon to the end of the year.
The lines are heavy
Two Han: anonymous
4. In time, when encouragement, the years do not wait for people.
Miscellaneous Poems
Wei Jin: Tao Yuanming
Comment: We should encourage ourselves while we are rich and strong, and the time passes and does not wait for people.
5, Guanhe bottom thing empty stay guests? The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is going on in the world and what is happening in the world.
Spring Day feelings
Ming Dynasty: Yu Qian
Comment: For what things long stay me in the border? The years are too merciless, and age never spares.
6, do not see the Chang'an place of pleasure, empty make the years easy to waste.
Send Wei Wan to the capital
Tang Dynasty: Li Chip
Comment: Please don't think that Chang'an is a place of pleasure, so as not to waste your precious time in vain.
7. The scenery under the carriage, the years in the mountains, and the mood at sea.
Willow Tops Green-Spring Sensation
Song Dynasty: Liu Chenweng
Paraphrase: How can the scenery of Lin'an capital city, which is so fondly remembered, the lonely years of seclusion in the mountains, and the rulers and ministers of the small court who have fled to the seashore carry on the struggle against the enemy and revitalize the motherland? My mood for a long time can not be calm!
8, I do not know what years, have to return with you?
The poem "Winged Geese in South China"
Tang Dynasty: Wei Chengqing
Interpretation: I don't know what year and month I can return to the north with you?
9. The old monk forgets the years and looks at the river clouds on the stone.
Jinshan Temple
Song Dynasty: Mei Yaochen
Interpretation: The old monk in the temple forgot the years and just looked at the floating clouds on the river from the rock.
10, the years on earth to promote, smoke and haze here more.
Title Bamboo Forest Temple
Tang Dynasty: Zhu Fang
Interpretation: the years wasted in the earth, but the beauty of the smoke and haze more stay in the vicinity of the Bamboo Forest Temple, and did not dissipate because of the passage of time.
8. What are the verses about "time" and "years"
This year's night in Jiangnan is cold, who knows what's on my mind.
I don't know what year it is this year when the palace in the sky is in the middle of the night. -- Su Shi, "The Song of Water" (水调歌头-丙辰中秋)
最是一年春好好，绝胜烟柳满皇都。 -- Han Yu, "Early Spring" (早春呈水部张十八员外)
春草明年绿，王孙归归是否？ -- Wang Wei, "Farewell"
The remnants of the people are in tears in the dust of Hu, looking south to the king's division for another year. -- Lu You (陆游)《秋夜將晓出篱門迎凉有感》
十年一覺扬州梦，赢得青楼薄幸名。 -- Du Mu (杜牧)《遣怀》
Two lines of three years' worth, but two tears in a single recitation. -- Tao Yuanming, "Miscellaneous Poems -- Life Without Roots"
The rocks of Jingxi are dangerous, and people are cautious, but they do not hear of anyone tipping over in their lifetime. -- Du Xunhe, "Jingxi"
After the parting of the floating clouds, the water flows for ten years. -- Wei Yingwu, "A Pleasant Meeting with the Old Man of Liangchuan in Huai Shang"
I want to do away with the evils for the Shengming, and I am willing to cherish the remaining years of my life. -- HAN Yuai, "The Left Relocation to Lan Guan" (左迁至蓝关示侄孙湘)
Four million people cried the same cry, and Taiwan was cut off last year today. -- Qiu Fengjia, "Spring Sorrows -- Spring Sorrows, Hard to Dispel, Strongly Looking at the Mountain"
This spring has passed again, when will it be the year of return. -- Du Fu, "The Two Absolute Sentences"
The night of the bright moon and the short pines are the places where one's heart breaks every year. -- Su Shi (蘇轼)《江城子-乙卯正月二十日夜记夢》
锦瑟华年谁与度。 -- He Zhou, "Hengtang Lu - Lingbo but Hengtang Lu"
The frost is less in the evening of the year, and the grasses and trees know that spring has come to the earth. -- Huang Chao, "Self-Image Portrait"
The end of the year is a short period of time, and the end of the world is a frosty and snowy night. -- Du Fu, "Night in the Pavilion"
The years of separation from the hometown are many, and the personnel are half worn out. -- He Zhizhang, "Two Songs on the Occasional Book of Returning to the Countryside"
The night of the Red Lotus is a time of year, and each of the two places is aware of it. -- Jiang Kui "Partridge Sky -- Dreams on New Year's Eve"
The dream was broken and the fragrance disappeared for forty years, and the willow in Shenyuan Garden is old and not blowing. -- Lu You, "Two Songs of Shen Yuan"
At the age of eight, I took a look in the mirror, and my long eyebrows could already be drawn. -- Li Shangyin "Untitled -- Stealing a Mirror at the Age of Eight"
The time is hard, the year is short, the world is empty, and brothers are detained in the West and the East. -- Bai Juyi, "Feelings of Looking at the Moon"
It is a pity that the flowers will be better next year, and I know who will be with them. -- Ouyang Xiu, "The Wave of Sand" (浪淘沙-把酒祝东风)
年年今夜，月华如练，长是人千里。 -- Fan Zhongyan, "Row on the Royal Street - Nostalgia for the Autumn Day"
Sighing at the traces of the past years, what is the matter with which I have been drowning? I think of the beautiful woman, and I am looking at her grandeur, and I have missed her boat a few times. -- Liu Yong, "Eight Songs of Ganzhou" (八声甘州-对潇潇暮雨洒江天)
二十余年如一梦，此身雖然在堪惊. -- Chen Yuyi, "Linjiang Xian: Memories of My Old Travels in Luozhong by Climbing to a Small Pavilion at Night"
Don't laugh at the muddy wine in the farmhouse, and keep your guests' feet full of chickens and dolphins in the year of abundance. -- Lu You, "A Journey to the Village of Shanxi"
The songs on all four sides of the country are finally broken, and the flavor of the past eight years has been in vain for Zhejiang. -- Qiu Jin (秋瑾)《满江红-小住京华》
昨天夜斗回北，今朝岁起东。 -- Meng Haoran, "The New Year's Day of the Tianjia Family"
This year's New Year's Eve, the moon and the lanterns are still the same. -- Li Shangyin, "The Wind and Rain"
The man who sits around grieving for the king is also grieving for himself, and there are many times in a hundred years. -- Yuan Zhen, "Three Songs of Sorrowful Reminiscence"
The yellow dust and clear water under the three mountains, changing thousands of years like walking horses. -- Li He, "Dreaming of Heaven"
In my prime, I listened to the rain in the passenger boat. -- Jiang Jie, "Yu Meiren: Listening to the Rain"
The needle and thread stops being threaded on the social day of every year. -- Huang Gongshao, "The Case of the Green Jade" (青玉案-年年社日停针线)
In my old age, I was the most untalented person who came to the door, and my Chinese hair was reflected in the golden earthenware jar. -- Su Xun, "The Ninth Day and Han Wei Gong"
The boatmen are not crazy, but the year before, my sister-in-law married Peng Lang. -- Su Shi, "Li Sixun's Painting of the Jedi Islands in the Yangtze River"
Pedestrians should not ask about the past, but the old country is flowing eastward. -- Xu Hun, "The East Tower of Xianyang City"
The spring of the year has come and gone. -- Ouyang Xiu, "The Case of the Green Jade" (青玉案-一年春事都来几)
Ten years on the pillow, and two old men's worries in the south of the Yangtze River have all come to my heart. -- Xu Zaisi (徐再思)《水仙子-夜雨》
Last year's spring hate came. -- Yan Guidao, "Linjiang Xian: The Tower is Locked Up After a Dream"
The road to Luoyang is so long, what year will this meeting be. -- Chen Zi'ang, "Two Songs on the Spring Night of a Farewell Friend - One of Them"
At the end of the night on New Year's Eve, people don't sleep, and they are tired of sacrifices to welcome the new year. -- Fan Chengda (范成大)《卖痴呆词》
昔年多病厌芳尊，今日芳尊惟恐浅。 -- Qian Weiyan, "Magnolia Flower: The Scenery on the City is Confused by Warbler's Words"
The Golden Valley is in a state of confusion every year, and who is in charge of the colors of spring? -- Lin Bu (逋)《点绛唇-金谷年年年》
Old age has diminished the flavor of love, and I am afraid to part with the wine and the flow of years. -- Xin Qiji, "Magnolias Slowly -- Chuzhou Sends off Fan Zai"
A thousand willows on the Qingjiang River, the old boardwalk of twenty years ago. -- Liu Yuxi's "Yang Liu Zhi"
The sky is far away, what year is it that the stars fall from the blue sky? It's a great honor to see the golden house of a famous girl, and the palace of a broken man. --Meng Haoran's "Returning to Nanshan at the End of the Year"
2. --Wang Shizhen
3, an inch of time, an inch of gold, an inch of gold can not buy an inch of time. --Anonymous
4, flowers have to reopen the day, people no longer young. --- Yuan Dou E's "Dou E's Grievance"
5, in time when encouragement, the years do not wait for people. --Jin Tao Yuanming "Miscellaneous Poems"
6, old age and time can be shocked. Sideburns, although the heart does not change, try to put the golden goblet, the old song to listen again, as if the year in the sound of drunkenness. --Ouyang Xiu "Cai Sang Zi"
7, three more lights and five more chickens, it is the time for men to read. The black hair does not know that hard work is early, white head regret reading late. --Yan Zhenqing, Tang Dynasty, "Exhortation to Study"
8, young and strong do not work hard, the old man is sad.
9. There's nothing you can do about it, but it's like déjà vu, the swallows are coming back. --Yan Shu "Raccoon River Sand"
10, idle clouds and shadows of the day leisurely, things change and stars change several times in the autumn? The emperor's son in the pavilion is now, the Yangtze River outside the threshold of the empty flow. --Wang Bo "Tengwang Pavilion Poetry"
11, sunny season and wasted, late twilight time is how. A year in the middle of the spring day less, a hundred years through the old time more. --Bai Juyi's "spring evening aria to Huangfu Langzhi"
12, yesterday is yesterday, yesterday is good! Yesterday past, today in vain chagrin. The world but know regret yesterday, do not realize that today is over. The water goes day by day flow, flowers fall day by day less, to become a career in today, do not repent tomorrow day today. --- Ming Wenjia "Yesterday's Song"
13, today and today, today and how little! Today and not for, when this matter is over! Life is a hundred years today, today is not really a pity! If you say that you will wait until tomorrow, then you will have to do something tomorrow. I'm going to write today's poem for you, please start from today. --Ming Wenjia's Poem for Today