Poems about flying youth

1. The sentence about flying youth is a hymn to the passion of human life. In the rainy season, we should cherish youth, open our hearts, feel colorful life, weave life dreams and realize spiritual growth. Come on, young friends who have embarked on the journey of youth, let's sing the song of youth together.

Hyun, youthful and energetic; Sweet, youthful flavor; Beauty is the essence of youth. Now, we have a passionate and energetic youth, leading in the ocean of books, soaring in the sky of life, walking on the road of life, and slowly tasting and experiencing the truth, goodness and beauty of the world.

Youth is like a dream, and the years are fleeting. Friends, cherish the good times of youth! Don't let youth get lost in glitz, and don't let youth grow old under the shadow of Jin Yong's sword. Idle youth will only wait for the spread of wrinkles; Waiting for youth will only wait for the eyes of years.

Youth is the spring of life; Youth is the ideal torch. Youth is the focus of a person's life, full of colors and dreams; Youth is the bud of flower of life, which is gorgeous and dazzling. Cherish youth, nothing in the world is better than youth, nothing is more precious than youth! Youth is like gold. You can be whatever you want to be.

Youth, you are the first touch of new green in spring, breaking through the bleak winter and sending people greetings in spring; Youth, you are a bright smiling face of children, carefree and carefree, bringing joy and vitality to people; Youth, you are the Tai Ji Chuan practiced by the old people in the park, the disco you dance, and the belief that "the old are not old", so that everyone is familiar with you; Young people, you are the firm step of the motherland's economic take-off, and the cheers of the people after hearing Beijing's successful bid for the Olympic Games. Being positive and never stopping is the best explanation for you.

Youth is the most precious period in life for everyone; In this period, we have the same time, abundant energy and flexible mind. Youth is a period when a person leaves naivety and moves towards maturity: we come from adolescence, and after the transition of adolescence, we are about to move towards maturity. Youth is a period when everyone should make a difference: the old people feel sad if the young people don't work hard, and the old adage "Don't be easy, be a teenager" urges each of us. In this period, we will lay a solid foundation for our future life. Youth is so precious and important, so each of us should cherish youth and grasp our youth well.

We are innocent, happy and naive in the rainy season. In study, life and making friends, we weave our colorful youth! Youth is a beautiful mountain that people yearn for; Youth is a charming picture, which makes people want to stay; Youth is a fast-flowing river, which makes people hesitate … fly! Youth! Flying youth maintains a flying heart; Flying youth holds up flying hope; Flying youth has left a flying story; Flying youth soaked our regretless years. Fly youth, carry our dreams and fly to the future!

How many times have you fantasized about youthful elegance, youthful love, youthful joy and youthful sadness? Today, youth is waiting for you and me, and there is a passion to invest in youth in my stirring chest!

Youth is like the same song, its connotation is to let you sing its life with the energy of fire; At the same time, it is also a dream, which allows you to feather it into reality with solid steps; Youth is also a kind of capital for us. We need to prove its chic with success and its vitality with victory.

Because of youth, we take a deep breath and dream hard. Because we are young, we are not afraid of failure and strive to fly forward. Because we are young, we have inexhaustible energy and are happy together! Because of youth, we agreed to create the same memories and embed them in youth photo albums.

Some people say that youth is the source of happiness; Happiness flows here, and pain lingers on the opposite side. Some people write that youth is rainy; Rain and dew spread here, and the sun is waiting on the horizon. Some people sing that youth is a vibrant field; Walk freely here and close the door and wait next door.

The songs of youth are poetic and picturesque, like clouds and water, and infatuated. Youth songs, do not forget homesickness, do not forget "friends", do not forget "you at the same table." The song of youth evokes the childlike innocence of youth, shuttles through the snow and piles up "snowman" on the grass. The song of youth has homesickness complex, and saxophone's "Going Home" reminds people of distant concerns. Song of Youth tells the story of youth, and an affectionate talk collides with the budding heart of youth. The song of youth is full of tender feelings of youth. Because of love, this song is beautiful.

2. The ancient poems about flying youth are in urgent need of flying youth.

Outside the window, the sun shines.

Sprinkle into the atrium

Sow the warmth of spring.

Leng Xiang flew to the branch.

Full of strong freshness.

Thoughts fall

Condensed into the fragrance of April among adults

The glory of withered flowers

Clear out of the window into a cool poem

The heart lights up in peace.

Drift away in the breeze.

In the campus woven by time and space warp and weft

Follow the path of knowledge

Holding a happy ribbon that looks like a sunrise.

Walk through the growth path of lush years

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Work hard and sweat.

Strive to pour out wisdom and talent

Carefully interpret life without regrets

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I used to have a haze in my heart.

But dark clouds can't be hidden.

The heart of youth will eventually break through the night.

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Gently pluck the strings of life

Play the colorful magical chapter of the Danube

Sing a suicide song

Dreams are the wings of butterflies

Youth is a paradise for flying.

Let go of the kite's long line

The young heart followed suit.

Fly to the distance of the future castle together.

Under the blue sky

Reflect glory in our youth footprints.

3. Poetry about youth 1, unrequited love.

look at you

Sprinkle light green in my lonely autumn

Grow into crazy spring grass

(2) My youth

The dark sky in winter

No beautiful birds fly by.

a pool of stagnant water—stagnant/lifeless condition

No fish swims happily

I flew into the sky.

Overlooking the flowers projected on the running water

I found that it had turned yellow in the wind of years.

Childhood is a complete mirror.

Youth is a mottled leaf.

Who is full of worried mountains and valleys?

Who sleeps in the dream of white clouds?

The cuckoo sings every night in spring.

But the passion that has passed away?

, 3, Bright March

Bright March

Many flowers and shadows

The wind shakes the green leaves.

I opened the window.

The sun came in.

Drive away the shadows.

I hear lonely and broken voices.

The shredded water of youth taken away by birds

Isn't it my sadness that shines?

Forget all this.

The wine I once drank.

Once lost mountain road

The snow on the mountain has melted.

In this beautiful March

Let's listen to the whispers of flowers and dreams together.

4. Seek poems describing flying youth. 1. Youth is blue, like an endless clear sky, like a charming ocean.

Far-reaching and vast, full of fantasy.

Youth is green, like a green bamboo, like an open grassland.

Full of infinite vitality and vigor.

Youth is red, like a burning flame, like the rising sun.

Full of energy and hope, willing to selflessly contribute light and warmth.

Youth is white, like snow and waves, like clouds and the moon, and Bai Jie is flawless.

I like a blank sheet of paper, I like writing words, and I like drawing the latest and most beautiful pictures.

Youth is colorless. As the wind changes endlessly, as the fog is gorgeous and charming.

Indulge it and regret it for life; Ride it and ride the wind and waves.

Youth is colorful. With it, your life will be colorful.

Youth is a beautiful poem and a beautiful song.

Let's grasp it sincerely and let the flowers of youth bloom in four seasons.

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Is the cloud still hovering in the sky?

The flower of youth bloomed without hesitation.

Someone said?

Youth petals treasured in life photo album

Maybe just?

A pair of eyes that can never be forgotten?

An exciting smile.

What am I trying to say?

Light of youth?

When Ran Ran rises, will it be bright?

The flower of youth?

Will it shine after wind, frost, rain and snow?

The course of youth?

Writing a magnificent chapter requires constant fighting.

2. Poetry of youth

Youth is a song.

A song that never gives up.

Youth is a kind of

A never-ending river

Youth is a book.

Never get tired of reading.

Youth is a cup.

Endless tea

Youth is a building.

Standing on the top of the national forest

Carve the footprints of thousands of young people in Qian Qian.

Youth is a building.

Knowledge pagoda

Sprinkle the sweat of thousands of young people in Qian Qian.

Youth is a thriving tree.

Stand the test of wind and rain

Youth is a flower.

A budding bud

Want to show the world your unique charm.

I use passionate

Heart of youth

Give yourself a gift of youth

That is a poem of youth.

University Campus Culture/Songs of Jane Eyre

There are still a few kind flowers left on the lawn.

The sun is still burning warmly.

Infatuated sparrows confide their autumn worries by the dormitory.

Without You

Sitting next to the familiar teaching building

With the still sunset

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Hand of the years

An earth wall that erodes youth

No youthful laughter.

How lonely the sky should be.

Seeing the scenery of life from a distance

Sweet and sour feeling

Quanjunlin

The brother who sleeps in the upper bunk

My old classmate.

Are you still whispering those old whispers?

The leaves of acacia trees have fallen.

My heart has been intoxicated for a long time.

On the school road shaded by Mulan

The bell rang like a flood.

Countless young students passed by.

ceaselessly

Sunshine is like language.

Moisten my affectionate eyes

Wave a hand

Farewell to Jingjing Campus

In a bitter cup full of coffee

I started looking.

The smell of sugar cubes?

5. I often listen to others humming the poems of flying youth, and I often hum Jiang Yuheng's Looking Back, but I don't want to agree with the sentence "I have been searching for it repeatedly, and I know that plain and calm is the most true". "The Lonely Prince" was so detached-after a lifetime of repeated pursuit, he had to come to the conclusion that it was plain and true.

Plain is the most true. After all, isn't it self-indulgence and self-indulgence? Once upon a time, we students who entered the university with colorful middle school dreams were also shouting: Simplicity is the truest. And some people think that as long as you are "peaceful and indifferent", you can live a carefree life, and it is quite necessary to carry forward the "inaction" thought of Laozi and Zhuangzi. What makes our rich campus life lose its colorful colors? What makes our real molten slurry solidify and no blood boils from the bottom of our hearts? Is it because we didn't walk into the ivory tower of our dreams? Is it because we are not out of the zone of self-confusion? Or is it because our hearts are really not young, and we really look at everything very dull? Don't! Neither! It is you who dominate the world, and it is you who give up the world.

The person who lives best is not the person who lives the longest, but the person who can feel life the most. Except that you didn't enter the ideal university, except that you didn't grasp an almost successful love, and besides the vanity in your heart, how many correct feelings do you have about life? How much real burden does life give you? Don't! It is only because in contemporary China, a country with hundreds of millions of illiterates and semi-illiterates, college students are expected too much by the society, and it is only because we can't correctly estimate ourselves and know the society. That kind of dull mentality is still an excuse for not making progress. So, you once wanted to do something, but you didn't know where to start, followed your feelings, stayed away from the real state in the face of various temptations, and drifted around under the tide of the times. When you walk through countless 365 miles wearily, you find nothing left but plain.

Never look back, not only the ancient Guang Chen, but also the stars and the moon at night. Our youth is passing away. Four years, we are fortunate to have these four years, but how many people's four years are gone forever; What's more, how many people are immersed in the sea of questions and various mock exams in order to have these four years? Are we going out of their situation and entering the university that many people dream of, just to pursue "plain is the most real"?

Every day in our four years, we have given our loved ones a lot of care and warmth. They shed hard blood and sweat and silently supported their children's choices. Their only hope is that we can go our own way of life. Also, in the eyes of many people, there is always expectation for us, expecting that we can build our brains with knowledge and paint a better life for people with our hands. In front of relatives and people who care about us, what reason do we have to think that "dullness is the most real"? Do we pay our golden age and shed our parents' blood and sweat just for this dullness? Just to get a diploma with 60 points in all subjects? From a small contribution to every family to a big time like a fleeting time, how can we easily agree that "insipid" is true?

San Mao, who turned the Sahara desert into an oasis in people's hearts, appreciates her words most: even if it is not successful, it will not become a blank. The goddess of success does not favor all people, but all those who have participated and tried. Even without success, their world is not dull or blank. I remember one day chatting with several girls in my class who recently attended art classes about their feelings and gains after learning art. They told me that there was no big leap, but they did learn how to observe a thing attentively. Maybe they will never become painters, but I admire their sense of participation and the spirit of trying. I want to tell them that even if you don't succeed, you haven't become blank.

Speaking of this, some people will say: I am really ordinary, I have no skills, I can't sing, I can't dance, I can't sing and draw. These four years are destined to be so dull. There is only one genius Beethoven and only one prodigy Mozart in the world. More and more people are trying to turn plain into brilliant through perseverance. Perseverance can sometimes be compared with genius in effect. There is a saying that there are only two creatures that can climb the pyramid: the eagle and the snail. Although we can't all fly like eagles, we can at least walk silently with our endurance like snails.

Don't be sad for the fallen leaves and shed tears for the spring rain; Don't casually wave away the summer sunshine, let the winter snowflakes decorate your veil; Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.

Take out our courage to try, take out our youthful enthusiasm. Four years after graduating from college, looking back, we have no dull and regretful youth. Let our youth fly!

6. I need a poem about flying youth and the chill of early winter.

Not as hot as our passion.

The brilliance of neon lights

It's not as bright as ours.

My future is not a dream,

Generation lost all his youthful passion.

Youth flies, youth flies.

A hymn that will completely change us,

I was young and frivolous.

I used to be ignorant.

What we have is enough.

Memories are beautiful.

High-spirited, full of pride and ambition

That is our eternal oath to youth.

Youth without regrets, our eternal agreement.

Youth flies, youth flies.

Youth is our note.

Always beating the staff of time

Youth belongs to us Sirius.

Always the brightest one in Wan Li.

Youth, we smile, happy, beautiful and happy.

Sticky. Oh, I didn't write it!

7. Preface to the modern poem Long Live Youth about flying youth.

Wang Meng

All the days, all the days have come,

Let us weave for you with the golden thread of youth,

The flower ring of happiness weaves you.

There is singing and laughing on the boat, dancing on the campus under the moon,

Walking in the drizzle, marching in the early morning of the first snow,

There are also fierce arguments, a beating and warm heart. ...

It is a fleeting day, and it is also a day full of reverie.

One wish after another is blurred, like spring rain,

We have time, strength and firm belief.

We are eager to live and fly in the sky.

It's a simple day, but also a changeable day.

The vast world makes us curious,

Never cheerful, never indifferent,

Tears, laughter and deep thought are all the first time.

Go straight, go straight,

I move forward happily in my life,

What a heavy burden, I will not be weak,

What a hard fight, I won't lose face,

One day, after cleaning the gun, the machine and the sweat,

I miss you and greet you.

Look at you proudly!

Wang Meng, contemporary writer, 1934, Beiping native. 1953 wrote the novel Long Live Youth.

This poem is the preface of the novel Long Live Youth. This novel can be said to be the most memorable story in the last romance between the author and his contemporaries.

This preface, like the whole novel, is full of the burning passion unique to young people in that era. After experiencing war and suffering, facing the new motherland, they issued a genuine call from the heart. Desire and yearning, vows and imagination all show the unique pride and responsibility, pride and ambition of young people in that era who devoted themselves to building the motherland.