Poems about the beauty of youth
1. Beautiful poems about youth
Looking forward to youth through spring and summer, through autumn and cold, to find the footprints of youth; still remember you at the same table, how pure and bright.
The dewdrops glittered on the ridges of the fields, and the poems recited into the winds swung up; the morning light reflected in the classroom, thinking about the problem of frowning; the sunset sprinkled under the trees, talking about the ideal of the passion of the ignition; the red leaves fluttered in the creek, looking for the friendship of the hand hold up; the sky of the snowflakes fluttering, carefully counting the petals of the data; the crystal clear sound of laughter sounded, so it turns out that the petals of the hand into droplets of water! If life is a play, then the youthful dance will be the most beautiful gesture. Then mention youth, it seems too heavy, too vulgar, too much real, false words of praise, as if she has made her fuzzy.
However, youth is indeed beautiful ah, this is no matter how to erase the fact. The beauty of youth is not generally noble and gorgeous, nor is it a frivolous exaggeration, superficial artifice, but a kind of primitive, from the heart, the beauty of the spirit.
Thought youth gives us too much. Because of youth, we have a healthy, strong body; because of youth, we have a fresh and bright smile; because of youth, we have a flamboyant personality, the time to discover themselves; because of youth, we have the opportunity to fail; because of youth, we have the will to never compromise, perseverance.
Because of youth... because of youth, everything is so beautiful. Youth is a temperature, this is an unquestionable fact.
My mission is just to give you time, time that never returns. As for how you live, it is your own business.
This is a philosopher once read in a book to tell young people on behalf of God. How to live? How to live, determines our beautiful years is the day like spring, or when the bleak, determines our life is full of warmth and fulfillment, or full of bleak.
If you believe that the sky rewards hard work, and always remember to struggle, to pursue, then the heart of youth is full of incomparable; if you are not afraid of injury, and always try to explore, to experience, then the young sky is sunny; if you persist in insisting on the truth, goodness and beauty, and adhere to the love of our green home, then the young you will be every day sunny. If you seek excitement, enjoy the comfort to walk through youth, then the empty heart must be a pale; if you are afraid of, atrophy, then the days are always cold; if you are only keen on the flashy appearance, empty vanity, then your youth, your life can only be a pale and desolate.
Youth, do not need to modify the water out of hibiscus, natural to carve. Youth, itself is the embodiment of beauty, does not need to be carved.
I have seen too many colorful, gorgeous, as if the illusion; beauty is decorated. In fact, it is not, beauty comes from the heart, from the essence.
The beauty of youth is even more so. Youth, as the name suggests, green, is synonymous with life, is a symbol of vitality; spring, is a sign of vigorous upward, endless.
Therefore, the simple and unadorned, passionate is the real beauty of youth; and makeup, redundant drag can only be vulgar work. It is because of this simple, passionate beauty of the moment so that the young mind to withstand the baptism of the wind and rain, enduring the heavy grinding.
Regardless of the wind, rain and snow, regardless of the night and day, it will always be hidden shine, with its unique light, leading every searching mind far forward. The diamonds do not need to be as bright as gold, nor do they need to be as beautiful as roses and peonies.
However, youth is the most beautiful melody of the song of life. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Years like water, a blink of an eye, although not through all the vicissitudes of life, have not gone side of a thousand mountains and thousands of water, but I still really feel; youth, really can not withstand the baptism of the years. I'm not sure if I've ever been to the same place before, but I do feel that my youth can't withstand the years. How many times in life do we get drunk? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
Addicted to the colorful lights, indulgence in the flow of the flow of vanity, degeneration in the misty network fantasy, there is no better way to go through the years? Why are you willing to let your will be lost in a million degrees of profligacy. And not to grasp? You know, an inch of time is an inch of gold, even if the time wash away, but it is still the truth that never fades ah! The power of youth is so powerful that it can only be described as hard and fast.
But to understand, she is how fragile, how short ah; a little inattention will quietly broken, hastily passed away. Do not understand how far, do not know how long in the future, only know, today's day is so precious.
Then how can you bear to be tolerant of yourself and let yourself be indulged? If you have a dream, you can fly Since we have a dream, let us fly in the young sky! Spring and autumn, flowers blossom and fall, a few degrees of madness, no degree of searching, you find yourself in a person called the golden years of beauty. Since it is a golden age, and what reason to refuse to happiness and sadness? What reason do you have to not let your dreams fly? However, life is really always mixed with sadness and disillusionment, although to put aside all the everything is not as good as, call yourself to think good.
However, as the material dialectics; contradiction is the unity of opposites, life is the same, life gives us helplessness at the same time, often also gives us hope and rebirth. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the company.
Youth is the source of dreams, is the age of dreams fly. Sunny season, the young mind will always hide your, my, all kinds of wonderful dreams! What is true? What is false? What is eternal? What is transient? All the sadness and tears don't care, all the strange and strange don't care, let all the good and bad go with the wind! The first thing you need to do is to get your head up and let's go after your dreams.
Young friends, together with the sail! Let's ride the waves together and fly together in the young sky.
2. What are the sentences in praise of the child's youthful beauty
1. Youthful and beautiful us, passion is more important. Passion such as a rain, wash those lazy, uninspired thoughts; passion such as a bunch of sunshine, warm our tired heart; passion such as a bright light, give you the light of hope.
2, I love the peach blossom sweet smile. I love the peach blossom's youthful beauty, I love the peach blossom's bright innocent smile. Because the peach blossom is the business card of spring, the business card scattered to where the spring where the smile; peach blossom is the smile of spring, where the spring smile to where the human heart is drunk there.
3, I love the peach blossom sweet smile. I love the peach blossom's youthful beauty, I love the peach blossom brilliant naive smile.
4, in the mountains outside the metropolis where he lives, every moment there are millions of youthful and beautiful girls chasing after pomp and vanity, like a large group of molecules doing Brownian motion, did not give the thought to leave even a moment of tranquility. Liu Cixin
5, your beauty as flowers, delicate and not charming; your youth as the sunrise, vitality and not flaunt; your elegance is better than the aristocrats, temperament and not vulgar; Girls' Day, may you always stay young, beautiful and infinite!
6, "youthful and beautiful, capable of martial arts cast, showing the Nankun style of singing, beautifully produced costumes, ethereal choreography, so as to seek the source, repair the old as the old singing, this version of the "Nanko Dream" of the outstanding points of view.
7, "Zhu Yan green temples" is a description of the woman's youthful beauty, this is a metaphor for the good old days of the Qin family; "when to go back" is a rhetorical question, the second line of the poem is to say that the good old days of the Qin family will never return.
8, youth as the wind, the wind over no trace, youth as a dream, dream Li thousand mountains, youth as a flower, flowers swaying, youth as a tree, jasper makeup. May 4th Youth Day is here, wish you invincible youth, beautiful youth, youth without limits!
9, hair is very smooth, eyes are very bright, lips are very sexy, body is very slim, fingers are very slender, skin is very smooth, how to see you are very perfect. Today is October 10, I wish you always youthful and beautiful, ten perfect!
10, today is 9.12 show love day, God instructed me to send a text message to the most beautiful, most intelligent, most honest and most kind people, tell her God will bless her youth and beauty, work well, love sweet, everything will be as expected!
11, surplus today's sky like water, love that year water like sky. The love affair resides in my heart, the love is longer than the dream. I wish you a happy birthday! Every day of life forever youthful and beautiful!
12, you are like the spring flowers fresh and pure aroma can be, you such as the lake swan pure and beautiful silver dazzling, you like the model youthful and beautiful vitality overflowing elegant chic. You pavilion standing down generous fashion students. 3.7 Girls' Day, wish cousin: study good results excellent, beautiful and beautiful to forever.
13, Xi Shi shy to your beauty, jade ring surprised your magic. Diaochan envy your cleverness, Zhaojun marveled at your wisdom. Men for you to sink to crime, the world because of your amazing. March 8, I wish you more youthful and beautiful!
14, Laha Festival, drink Laha congee, a bowl of porridge to a piece of love, a mouthful of porridge to a mouthful of blessings, rice wish you youthful beauty, red beans wish you career red-hot, mung beans wish you peace and security, millet wishes you to soar, jujubes wish you a sweet life, peanuts wish you a long and healthy life, walnuts wish you smart and clever. Nutrition congee, happy year: I wish you a happy Lunar New Year and much happiness!
15, bachelor's day is here, I wish the love of sweet honey, married things go well, underage get good grades! Focus on wishing the female bachelor forever youthful beauty, male bachelor has been full of vitality, early to find true love, transformed into double nunchucks!
16, Women's Day is approaching, blessing charm invincible, clever;
3. Poetry about youth
With the most beautiful dreams of youth, facing the fierce summer sun, I came to this land.
With the deepest attachment to memories, picking up the hope of the past for the future, I came to this school.
Here is a good place for students to cultivate themselves and learn, here is a temple for nurturing talents,
Here is a surge of fresh life and passion, and here is a burst of Ning Gong's splendor.
At one time, I was at a loss, like a rootless duckweed, I do not know where it will flow, like a lonely goose, ask where home is.
Silently gazing at this strange but familiar place, I cast an urgent search. I thought, what am I doing, what do I really want.
I didn't know why, and the confusion didn't just favor me alone. I heard thousands of hearts calling out, wanting to find the right direction; I saw many pairs of eyes searching, wanting to see the sun.
I have been wandering again and again, meditating over and over again, I am so pessimistic that I even think that dark clouds can always easily cover the sunshine, and fallacies can abuse the truth, and I have a dream in my heart, but I am always at a loss.
When fatigue swept over the whole body; when confusion like a boulder in the heart; when the vision of the eyes covered with overnight frost and fog; when the life of the boat lost in the vast ocean,
I heard a voice:: a voice
He told me that the haze is unable to cover up the sunshine, and that the river is ultimately to run to the sea.
As if it was the thick clouds through a brilliant golden light, I was thrilled, and in a flash I felt full of hope all around.
The road of life is hidden in the merciless wind and frost, but pick up the confidence, with youth woven into the rope in the tug-of-war of frustration, I believe in myself, we can overcome the suffering, we can withstand the wind and rain.
The past years, I reached out to retain, (Zhang immediately after) the accumulation of years of precipitation, I feel the maturity of the heart. I began to wake up, rationally put their own dreams.
Throw away all the sorrows of the old life, quiet, I finally understand that only the heart is full of hope, we can frankly refuse.
To reject the bitterness of this life,
To reject the shadow of the corner of the soul,
To reject the melancholy in the feeling.
To embrace, embrace the eye-catching sunshine, embrace the beautiful ideal, embrace the bright future.
At this time, I remembered that he (memory state), that she, he had Ling listen to my endless complaints, she had to appease my excited heart, he had to be guided by good advice, she has also been with me across the heart.
Who is he? The first time I saw this, it was a very good idea to have a good time. Who are they? It's a teaching assistant, it's a teaching assistant, it's a teaching assistant!
We stepped on the blue wave of the times, and the beat of the years, cleansing the beautiful youth, we move forward.
Never forget the youthful frivolity, but that's just a far away send, never forget once a drop, but that's just a beautiful memory.
We recall the past, but more focused on the future. Youthful dreams, young hearts, meet the call of the times.
Just let the pain in in the light and shadow dissipate. With life singing the song of youth, with youth drawing the picture of the dream. Let the dream dance with the melody of the future.
The footsteps of the New Year are as light as smoke, but as warm as fireworks. With the joy, let us bloom ourselves and enjoy life.
Let the four years witness, we will never lose. Let the winds gather the clouds, we will not be scared by the darkness of its futility.
Revitalize your spirit and go forward. The first time I've ever seen this, I've seen it in my life, and I've never seen it again. When the mature heart to meet the jumping lively festive fire candle, we all smiled
We raised our arms and shouted: the thorns along the way of life can not hurt our sturdy and strong heart, I am full of confidence, clear goals, we are destined to have a different life of splendor, not the same glory.
Name yourself
4. Poetry about youth and beauty urgently
Walked through the spring and summer, walked through the autumn and cold,
to find the footprints of youth;
remember you at the same table,
how pure and bright.
The dewdrops glittered on the ridge,
The poems recited into the winds swung up;
The classroom in the morning light,
The frown of thinking about the problem;
Under the tree in the sunset,
The passion of talking about ideals flared up;
The creeks were full of leaves;
The hand of looking for friendship was held up;
The wind was in the wind,
The winds were in the sky and the wind was blowing.
The snowflakes fly all over the sky,
carefully counting the data of flower petals;
the crisp laughter sounds,
it turns out that the flower petals turn into water droplets in the hand!
5. poems about youth, no less than fifteen
"Youth without complaint" text / Ximurong in the young if you fall in love with a person please please please please must be gentle with him then all the moments will be a flawless beauty.
If you have to part, you should also say goodbye properly, and you should also store gratitude in your heart to thank him for giving you a memory of growing up, you will know that in the moment of looking back, there is no resentment of youth will have no regrets, such as the round of the quiet full moon on the hillock "Youth" text / Shen Qing youthful blossoms and flowers let me tired but not regret, the four seasons of the rain and snow let me heart drunk but can not afford to be haggard. Light wind green dreams, light morning and evening, light clouds light tears, light years.
With a bit of joy of wandering I'm so not back, no one hinted at the young me that homesickness withered taste. Every piece of golden sunset I want to go to snuggle up, every transparent dewdrops to wash away my precipitation of sadness.
In that distant spring color I met her in full bloom, overflowing with dazzling light like a beautiful fairy tale. I'm not going to be able to get to sleep after that. I'm going to be able to cry for you, and I'm going to be able to fly free in my tears.
The sky in my dreams is very big and I am lying on your eyelashes, and the days in my dreams are many and I am beginning to want to go home. In that green hillside I want to bury all my songs, waiting for the day when they will finally be legendary in the world.
Youthful blossoms and flowers let me tired but not regret, the four seasons of rain and snow let me heart drunk but unbearable pining. The tangled clouds and tangled tears, the tangled morning and evening, the passing winds and passing dreams, the passing years and years.
"Believe in the future" text / index finger when the cobwebs mercilessly seized my hearth when the ashes of the residual smoke sighs the sadness of poverty I still stubbornly paved the ashes of disappointment with beautiful snowflakes wrote: believe in the future when my purple grapes into the dew of the late autumn when my flowers snuggle up to other people's feelings I am still stubbornly with the frosty withered vines in the desolate ground wrote: believe in the future I want to use the fingers of that I will use the palm of my hand to write: Believe in the future with a child's brush on the warm and beautiful brush that holds the sun's ocean swaying with the dawn The reason I firmly believe in the future is that I believe in the eyes of the future people who have eyelashes that pluck away the dust of history and pupils that see through the chapters of the years, no matter whether they send tears of emotion, deep sympathy or contemptuous smiles to our rotten flesh, the despair of the lost, the pain of the failures, or whether they give a smile of contempt. Whether people give us tears of emotion and deep sympathy for our decaying flesh, the despair of those lost paths and the pain of failure, or whether they give us contemptuous smiles and bitter mockery, I firmly believe that people will give us a passionate, objective and fair assessment of our spine's countless explorations, lost paths, failures and successes. All the endings have been written, all the tears have been shed, but suddenly I forgot what kind of a beginning it was on that old summer day that will never come back, no matter how hard I tried to trace the young you were only like a cloud passing by, and the face of your smile was very shallow, very faint, and gradually disappeared in the arrays of the sunset, so I turned over the yellowed title page, and fate bound it very poorly, and with tears in my eyes, I read it again and again, but I had to admit that youth is a book that is too short, "The Poetry of Youth. Is there a beauty that can last forever? No one tells me the answer, only the shooting stars that pass by in the sky. Is there a kind of memory that can become moving? No one told me the answer, only the rainbow of seven colors after the rain cleared.
How can we say that the world is no longer beautiful without dreams? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. How can you say that the night without lights is no longer moving? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
We are the youth, we are the bright stars of the night sky, we are uninhibited, we are the sky persistent eagle, there is nothing that can prevent us from the beauty of what we want, there is nothing that can sway us to the youth of the piety of the youth, the most beautiful poetry should be recited by us out loud, the youth is a dream, but there is a day of waking up the dream, the youth is a river, but there is a day of dryness, the youth is a rainbow, but there is a day of disappearance, the youth is a rainbow, but there is a day of disappearance, the youth is a dream, but there is a day of waking up. Youth is a flower in full bloom, but it will wither one day Youth is a fine sand in your hand, unknowingly leaking away Youth is a shooting star in the sky, though beautiful, but it passes away in an instant Youth is a burst of fragrance left behind by happiness, wanting to cherish it, it has already passed away Fiery Youth By: Jade Tree by the Wind1 Ride on the steed of time, and run straight to the vastness of the night, and set the endless darkness ablaze with the fiery youth again, making the silent night even more brilliant and colorful. 'Make a promise of youth to the vast starry sky' Return to the dance floor of time, shake your strong waist and splash your dreams and joys to the fullest The youthful dance of the good old days, the free and joyful writing of the spring and autumn 'At this moment,' I will no longer linger, 'exchange all my passion for the time of youth'. I'm not going to wander anymore, 'I'm going to exchange all my passion for the time of my youth,' and turn it into a blazing flame like a warm spring breeze that brushes against the three mountains and five mountain ranges and crosses the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, so that my youthful fire will burn everywhere in China until eternity. I'm not going to look for excuses for my troubles, and I'm not going to let tears hang on my face anymore: wy19901211 Youth sings, peach blossoms bloom I lie on the roof and watch the clouds fade away, exposing a mirror-like sky When you are there, the flowers are there Time rushes by, skimming over thousands of mountains, just as you and I met, as if it were a world apart, and then we meet again, and we see your changing face, with the maturity of the unintentional, dissolving into a flood of sadness When you are there, the youth is there, as a jasmine plant, fragrant and graceful, blossoming in time, and blossoming in life! ﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ The Road of Youth By: Liu Hengwu The road of youth, the road of vitality; the vitality of passion is radiant. The road of youth, the road of beautiful makeup; put on the beautiful new clothes.
The road of youth, the road of the colorful sunset; like the colorful sunset of the rising sun. The path of youth is the path of enlightenment; there is no sigh of melancholy.
The way of youth is the way of the spring, the spring of passionate love. The way of youth, the way of unrepentant, the way of unrepentant youthful hope.
The road of youth, the road of sunshine; the sunshine flashes with the hymn of youth. The road of youth, the road of strength; the head of the tenacious head in the downturn.
The way of youth is the way of passion; the way of giving up the tears of pain in passion. The road of youth, the road of color, the rainbow appeared after the storm.
The way of youth is the way of the blue sky; the swallow soars freely in the air. The road of youth, the road of ambition, the shining of that hopeful ambition.
Youth.
6. I would like to find some poems about youth and youthfulness
By: Ximurong
All the endings have been written
All the tears have been shed
But suddenly I forgot how it all began
On that ancient summer day that never came back
No matter how much I try to find it
Young you are only like a cloud
The summer day that never came back
No matter how much I try to find it
I will never be able to find it.
And the sound of cicadas
In the silence of the silent forests
I love that tonight
I look back at the paths from which I came
and realize that our days have
come and gone in a different way
A vision that was once so passionately planned
and meticulously blueprinted
that was once so carefully and precisely drawn. The blueprints that had been carefully and precisely drawn up
The youth that had been so eagerly waiting for it to appear
But it never
Never came
Second, it rained in youth, and heaven closed its doors [Editor's Pick]
1. Early in the morning
Cold days
Cold rains
Cold air
The people who walked on cold air
Love is the most colorful rose
The future is the blue distant sky
The rain of June, the drought of July
Sprinkled and roasted with abandon
The once pure and peaceful waters of the earth
Are alone
4. p> The tears of the sky
Have long since pounded on the ground
My people
Wandering outside the windows of heaven
My gods
Have long since slumbered on the tops of the yoked clouds
5. Won't be Don Quixote
Passing through heaven
I'm just passing through
And only myself
The youthful thoughts of the sky, the youthful actions are unique. Give me a fulcrum, I can pry up the earth. This is the arrogance of youth, but also the confidence of youth.
Youth does not believe in tears, fell down, climbed up and patted the injury, failure, grit your teeth, start again, even if the body is full of razor thin, but also to sing life, this is the vigor of youth, but also youth persistence.
Youth need not be lonely, put my hand on your heart, with your heart to hold my hand, more than one friend more than one road. This is the sincerity of youth, but also the art of youth.