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Modern poetry recitation of youth

Youth does not refer to a certain period of life, but to a state of mind. The following is a modern poetry reading about youth that I have compiled. Welcome to read!

Article 1: "Walking Youth" Walking Youth

On the edge of life

Looking for the footprint of love

The law of love of filar silk

The spirit of youth

Stroll through youth

Urban air

Hide a bad temper

Chaotic steam

The true meaning of youth

Stroll through youth

In the transparency of the wheel

Crush the traces of years

Trajectory of line

The departure of youth

Stroll through youth

Peace in the sky

Soaring in the silent sky

The outbreak of light attack

The smoothness of youth

Stroll through youth

Four seasons inheritance

It's casual when you watch it.

Slowly and clearly

The passing of youth

Stroll through youth

In the morning and evening of the building

The mutual snuggling of solid objects

Full of sincerity

Memories of youth

Stroll through youth

A little bit of growth

Poetic experience

Deep friendship

The beauty of youth

Stroll through youth

In the bumpy rise

Fearless of the dark night

Silent support

Melody of youth

Chapter two: Ode to Youth is in vain,

No matter what the world is like,

What is the fear of cynicism?

Lose weight in the prime of life,

Just to have a lucid dream.

Ten thousand grasses are the same color,

It is difficult for the moon to find a bosom friend.

Feel the moon, sing the wind,

Restaurants can be seen everywhere,

I still pay for drinks.

Eyes full of youthful vitality,

Willow silk dances lightly with the wind.

The moon is clear, reflecting the blue pond.

My heart is like a bright moon,

Who can compare with Aaron?

I haven't finished drinking yet,

Feel free to give directions.

Heroism shattered nine continents,

Armed with submachine guns,

The first one rushed forward.

Chapter 3: "Youth is like wine" I smelled your fragrance for the first time when the flowers bloomed that year.

I was drunk all season.

Many small stories with full grains.

Boiled into a bowl of spirits by time.

This fragrance has been unlimited for centuries.

It is still talked about by the world.

Those petals flying all over the sky

It's the emotion flying in my hands.

Your backpack is full of youth.

Walking in the season when I can't walk.

I poured it out of my bag.

All the stories about you

Clear past

But it smells like wine.

I couldn't help taking a sip.

And then I got drunk.

Indulge in the blooming flowers