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Youth is immortal, 10 ancient poems to youth

Youth is immortal, 10 ancient poems to youth

Youth is a dream, there is sunshine and rainbow in the dream; hope is a dream, there are birds and flowers in the dream. A young bud can awaken a beach of wasteland, a little hope, can lift a vast blue sky; a star, can feel the strength of persistence; an ancient poem, can awaken the spirit of youth.

"After Denko"

【Don Mengjiao】

The filth of the past is not enough to boast, and the debauchery of the present is endless.

The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and the Chang'an flowers are seen in one day.

The sufferings of youth finally stood in applause and cheers; the cold window read hard for decades, and finally turned into the spirit of "seeing all the Chang'an flowers in one day".

"March Over the Palace"

【Don Li He】

The canal water is red and the royal wall is covered, and the wind is petite and the little leaves are made up.

The curtain is young and old several times, and the lock is long for a thousand years.

Youth is a book that is too hasty, and in this most beautiful era, the palace women are locked in the palace door and cannot appreciate the passion and vitality of youth. We sympathize with them, but we can't be them!

"Drama Gift to two little boys"

【Tang Liu Changqing】

Strangers frequently give birth to children, and a few sorrows and joys are also in the body.

Desire and old face shy gray hair, every time you watch children's play to remember youth.

The unknown portal who is the master, and the book is exempt from people.

After He Xing's twilight years, the family was relatively wet.

At a certain age, whenever I see children playing innocently, I will always sigh, what about the spirited us back then? After that, he left a light sigh: "The years do not spare people."

Youth is immortal, 10 ancient poems to youth

"Persuasion"

【Don Mengjiao】

Hitting stones is fire, not hitting yuan smokeless.

Man has always known that not learning is unnatural.

All things must be lucky, and he must not be my virtuous.

Youth must be early, how can you grow a teenager.

Everything must be practiced by oneself, and the knowledge acquired by others cannot replace one's own talents. In youth, we should work hard as soon as possible, can a person always be a "teenager"?

"Send a Friend"

【Don Du Mu】

Ten years of fame and profit, everyone is fighting with fate.

Youth can not be retained, white hair naturally born.

Night raindrops nostalgia, autumn wind from the farewell.

Fifty miles from the capital gate, the sound of horses chasing chickens.

Everyone knows that youth is good, and everyone knows that youth cannot be retained. Since youth is a brilliant shooting star, why not let it bloom the brightest light?

"Gift to Guo Donkey"

【Don Lee Duan】

The youth lieutenant is the most mercurial, and he worships hou after twenty achievements.

The golden distance from the cockfighter crossed the upper garden, and the jade whip rode out of the long catalpa.

The incense xun made people less pitiful, and Fu Fan He Lang was not relieved.

The sun blows the willow strange, and passers-by point to the Phoenix Building.

The square pond is like a mirror grass, and the first moon is like a hook unlocked.

The newly opened gold and hill look at the tune horse, and the old give copper mountain xu coinage money.

Willow enters the building to play the jade flute, and the hibiscus comes out of the water to be jealous of the flower.

The current dynasty lieutenants are like each other, and the original long-term school teenager.

This is a poem that is not very famous, but it is written at a young age and became famous, and it is full of spirit. This is the most perfect youth in everyone's dreams.

《You Nan Ting》

【Southern and Northern Dynasties, Xie Lingyun】

When the sun was clear, the clouds returned to the west.

The dense forest contains the rest of the clear, and the distant peak is hidden and semi-conventional.

Long-term cramps and bitterness, the hotel overlooks the suburbs.

Zeeland is gradually being driven, and hibiscus starts late.

Not tired of youth, I have seen Zhu Ming move.

Qi Qi sighed, and the stars were white and hanging.

The medicine bait stopped, and the decay suddenly appeared.

The deceased will Hou Qiushui, the old cliff of Jingjingyan.

Who am I to be with Liang? Appreciate the conscience.

Youth, there are triumphs, but also setbacks. Only after the baptism of tribulation can we burst out of the potential of youth!

Youth is immortal, 10 ancient poems to youth

"Cherishing flowers"

【Don Bao Junhui】

Flowers on the branches, flowers under the people, poor colors are young.

Yesterday I saw the flowers burning, and now I see the flowers falling.

It is better to spend all this flower, and do not wait for the spring wind to blow away.

The song and butterfly dance are long, and the red stove is boiled with the fragrance of pine flowers.

After dressing up and swimming freely, he returned the branches to the cave room alone.

Bao Junhui is a very unfortunate talented woman, she is young and widowed, a good youth, and can only spend time in loneliness. But hope is always there, as in her poems, recited for millennia without fading.

"For Man"

【Don Zheng Gu】

Tears wet lonely luan Xiao mirror faint, recently Fang xie regret youth.

The apricot blossoms and willows are good every year, and I can't bear to look back at the old photos.

The party who came to Japan is late, and the party who came to Japan is late. Youth has no coming, only the present!

"Qinyuan Spring Changsha"

【Mao Zedong】

Independent cold autumn, xiangjiang north, orange island head.

Look at the red mountains, the layers of forests are dyed, the rivers are clear, and hundreds of boats are competing for the current.

Eagles strike long skies, fish soar shallow bottoms, and all kinds of frost days compete for freedom.

Ask the vast earth, who is the Lord of the ups and downs?

Bring a hundred couples who have traveled, reminiscing about the past and the thick years.

Qia classmate is a teenager, and the style is flourishing;

Bookish and arrogant.

Pointing out the country, stirring up words,

Manure soil was ten thousand households in that year.

Have you ever remembered that the middle current hits the water, and the waves stop the flying boat?

Written in the autumn of 1926, this poem is full of vigor, atmosphere and excitement, and full of emotion, expressing the grand ideal of the young Mao Zedong to "transform China and the world", optimistic self-confidence, charismatic mind and temperament, and also shows the full maturity and high achievement of his poetic art.

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