① Liu Lang was rare in those days. What's more, it's the most talented and beautiful. Yushu Qiongzhi set each other off. Who has a good arrangement? How many, merry laughter.

② the stones are like jade, and the rows are loose as green. Lang Yan is unique and unique.

③ people are white and bearded. Ying Ying Gong Fu Bu, Ran Ran Fu Zhong Chao.

④ when you talk about a gentleman, you are as warm as jade. In its version of the house, messing with my heart.

⑤ Fengshen is far from flawless, and ten years of discussion is like drinking tea. Deep silence does not teach you to peek at happiness, and leisure can be self-sufficient.

⑥ man of great talent wins the victory of Zijian, and he is as rich as a scholar.

⑦ chest is wide, and it has the prestige of being invincible. The words are grand, and they spit out the ambition of Lingyun. The heart is bold, like a lion shaking the sky and descending from the clouds. Strong bones and tendons, such as shaking the ground and sitting on the seat.

⑧ 1,2 light bears, and the spring shirt is thin and wide. It's a little urgent to lean on the fashion, and it's cold to talk with snow.

pet-name ruby left a golden bucket with fire, and a jade plate with pearls. He Yang has seen flowers, but he never asked Pan An.

⑩ was born in Yulin Lang, an official in Han Dynasty, and first fought against Yuyang with a title of generals in ancient times. Who knows not to go to the pain of the border, even if killed still leaves chivalrous frame of mind fragrance.

the definition of "youth"

① The meaning of the word youth is different in different societies all over the world, and the definition of youth has been changing with the changes of political, economic, social and cultural environment.

② According to the new age classification determined by the World Health Organization, the upper age limit of young people has been raised to 44 years [1]. From 1995 to 2, the estimated youth population in the world increased from 1.26 billion to 1.66 billion, and its proportion in the global population decreased from 18.1% to 17.6%. With the aging of the world population, the proportion of young people in the global population is expected to continue to drop to 13.2% by 25, when the total number of young people aged 15 to 44 will be 1.176 billion. 2. Poems about praising youth

"Encouraging Learning"

Tang Meng Jiao

If you hit a stone, there will be fire, but if you don't hit it, there will be no smoke.

it's unnatural not to learn until you learn.

everything must be his own luck, and he has to be my sage.

youth must be early, so you can't grow into a teenager.

Tang Zheng Gu

Tears are wet and lonely, and he is faint in the mirror. Only recently has he been relieved of his youth.

apricot flowers and willows are happy every year, and I can't bear to look back at old photos.

ode to flowers

Tang Baojun emblem

There are flowers on the branches and flowers on the people, and the poor colors are all youthful.

yesterday, I saw flowers burning, but now I see flowers falling.

it's better to spend all this time and have fun, instead of waiting for the spring breeze to blow away.

Yingge and butterfly dance for a long time, and the red stove cooks tea, pines and flowers.

after dressing up, you can sing and swim freely, and return the fragrant branches to the bridal chamber alone.

youth

text/ Xi Murong

All the endings have been written

All the tears have set off

But I suddenly forgot how it started

In that ancient summer that never came back

No matter how I pursue

You are young, just like a cloud passing by

and your smiling face is extremely shallow

Gradually disappearing into the haze after sunset

. It was badly bound

I read it again and again with tears in my eyes

but I have to admit that

youth is a book that is too hasty. 3. What are the poems about "praising teenagers"

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, love floors, love fewer floors, and insist on worrying about giving new words.

Xinfeng wine fights for 1 yuan, and Xianyang ranger has been around for many years.

a young man is chivalrous, making friends with five men.

I'm a stranger and a drunkard, unlike when I was a teenager.

Xin Qiji's The Ugly Slave

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they love floors and few floors, so they say that they are worried about adding new words.

now that I know what it's like to be sad, I want to talk about it, but I want to talk about it, but it's a cool autumn.

Wang Wei's Four Boys' Travels

There are 1 fights in Xinfeng and many years in Xianyang.

when we meet, our spirits will be your drink, which is tied to the willow side of a tall horse building.

I was born in Yulin Lang, an official in Han Dynasty. I first fought against Yuyang with a title of generals in ancient times.

who knows not to suffer in the border court, but to die is to smell chivalrous bone.

one person can break two carved arcs, but riding a thousand weights is like nothing.

Sitting on a golden saddle and playing white, they shot five Chanyu one after another.

at the end of the feast, the monarch and ministers of the Han family talked highly of Yuntai's exploits.

The Emperor Lin Xuan gave Hou Yin, and the General Pei went out of Mingguang Palace.

Six-state Song Tou Young Chivalry

Song Dynasty: He Zhu

Young Chivalry, making friends with five heroes. Hepatobiliary cavity Furry. In the middle of a conversation. Live and die together. A promise is as good as a gold. Push and be brave. Proud and arrogant. Hug lightly. United flying. Doucheng East. Booming drinking wine, spring scenery floating cold urn. Suck the sea and hang the rainbow. Call the eagle and the dog at leisure, and the white feather picks the carved bow. A cunning hole is empty. Happy in a hurry. (idle call for a work: intermittent call)

It's like a dream of Huangliang. Say goodbye to Danfeng. The moon * * *. Overflow canopy. Redundant officials. Despite my hectic mood. Dust cage. Books and books. You are like a cloud. For rough use. Sudden success. Encourage. Yuyang lane. Think of sorrow. Don't ask for a long tassel, take the Tianjiao species. The sword roared at the west wind. I hate climbing mountains and facing the water, and I send seven-stringed paulownia by hand. Look after Guihong.

juvenile tour, Chang' an ancient road, horses were delayed

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

Chang' an ancient road, horses were delayed, and high willows were chaotic and hissing. The sun was shining, the autumn wind blowing in the wind, I looked into the sky, saw the sky from the quartet down. (Island One Works: Birds)

When I return to the cloud and there is no trace, where is the early stage? The spirit of feasting and feasting has waned, and the drinking companions of the past are few, and now I am not as young as I used to be. 4. Ancient poems praising youth

There are many poems about youth, and the following are some for reference.

I advise you not to cherish the gowns, and to cherish your youth. _ _ _ _ The Witch's Clothing

how long shall the capital content you, where the months and the years so vainly go by?. _ _ _ _ Li Qi's a farewell to wei wan

The old autumn frost of hibiscus leaves the fans ashamed of the net dust. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Song of a Concubine in Zhongshan

entered the Han Palace in the fifteenth, and the flowers were smiling and blushing. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's

When peaches and plums are young, who can spend the day? _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Long Songs

When you are 1 years old, you fall halfway, and the early stage is long. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Deng Jingting Mountain, Looking South, Looking Back on the Past, Presenting the Master Book of Dou"

When you are young, the yellow birds will not stop singing. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Spring in the South of the Yangtze River"

Tianya lost its hometown road, and it was old and prosperous outside the river. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Spring in the South of the Yangtze River"

Seeing autumn grass in front of the flower gate building, how can you look down on the old? _ _ _ _ Cen Can's "Night Collection of Judges in Liangzhou Pavilion"

White hair is sad as a mirror, and youth is in exchange for our fur. _ _ _ _ Cen Can's "The Judge Wen Yuwen of Wuwei in the Spring Evening has arrived in Jinchang"

I remember that I was still a child at the age of fifteen, and I was as healthy as a calf. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Collection of Worries

Wine debts are common, and life is seventy years old. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Two Poems of Qujiang

and loud my song and deep my drink, on the green spring-day that starts me home. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's "both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army"

Worrying about face and declining temples will bring spring again tomorrow. _ _ _ _ Dai Shulun's

Except for Sleeping at Stone Post, and suddenly to find you seems like a dream, with a catch in the throat, we ask how old we are. _ _ _ _ Sikong Shu's a farewell to han shen at the yunyang inn

Youth must be early, how can you grow into a teenager? _ _ _ _ Meng Jiao's "Encouraging Learning"

The situation is that youth is approaching dusk and peach blossoms are falling like red rain. _ _ _ _ Li He's "Going into Wine"

In that year, all ambition was gone, and four or five new stems were added to the white hair. _ _ _ _ Xue Feng's Night Rain in Chang 'an

I linger on the scene and cherish Zhu Yan, and I lean on the fence at dusk. _ _ _ _ Li Yu's "Ruan Lang Gui Cheng Zheng Wang's Twelve Brothers"

The spring scenery in Luoyang is good, and Luoyang talented people are old in other places. _ _ _ _ Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man"

In autumn, the temples are frosty and white, and the declining face depends on wine red. _ _ _ _ Yin Shi's Bie Song Chang Shi

Should I have known it? Regret not locking the carved saddle. _ _ _ _ Liu Yong's "Ding Feng Zi Chun Lai"

It's strange and unfamiliar, and the drinker is indifferent, unlike when he was a teenager. _ _ _ _ Liu Yong's Youth Tour Chang 'an Ancient Road Horse Delays

I am afraid of spring in the mirror. Not as new as flowers and plants. _ _ _ _ Zhang Xian's "Song of Bodhisattva Man Yi Lang Returning to the Upper Floor"

Lvyangfangcao Changting Road. It's easy to throw people away when they are young. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's

If the west wind blows in the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yan won't tolerate autumn. _ _ _ _ Yan Jidao's "Partridge Days, Keeping the Lotus Open, Traveling Together"

I am wandering in my hometown, passionate about Ying Xiao Wo, and I was born early. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia" 5. What are the poems praising the youth

1. The golden whip is a beautiful boy, and he is going to jump on the horse.

< b > < b > The Golden Whip Boy Song Dynasty: The Golden Whip Boy in Yan Jidao went to jump on a green horse. Tied to Yulou people, embroidered on a cold night in spring.

the news hasn't come back, but a cold pear flower dies. There is nowhere to talk about lovesickness, under the swing on the back.

Interpretation: The mighty and handsome young man stepped onto the golden saddle and galloped away with his whip, thus taking away her mind. Above the boudoir, the young wife always misses him, only feeling that the embroidered quilt is not warm, and the spring night is even colder.

I wait for news from him every day. However, after the Cold Food Festival, the pear blossoms have withered, and my husband is still missing. To whom do you tell the pain of lovesickness? She stood silently under the swing frame, sighing behind her face.

2. Young chivalrous, making friends with five heroes. Hepatobiliary cavity

the hair is shrunken. In the middle of a conversation.

life and death are the same. Song Dynasty: He Zhu's young chivalry, making friends with five heroes.

hepatobiliary cavity. Furry.

in the middle of a conversation. Live and die together.

a promise is as good as a gold. Push and be brave.

I'm proud. Hug lightly.

fly together. Doucheng East.

if you drink too much, the spring scenery will float in the cold urn. Suck the sea and hang the rainbow.

I'm calling the eagle and the dog at leisure, and Bai Yu picks the carved bow. A cunning hole is empty.

be in a hurry. (Idle call for a work: intermittent call) Like a dream of yellow sorghum.

say goodbye to Dan feng. The moon * * *.

an overflow canopy. Redundant officials.

pregnant. Dust cage.

books and books. You are like a cloud.

for rough use. Sudden success.

encourage. Yuyang lane.

I am sad. Don't ask for a long tassel, take the Tianjiao species.

the sword roared at the west wind. I hate climbing mountains and facing the water, and I send seven-stringed paulownia by hand.

I watched Guihong. Interpretation: When I was a teenager, I was chivalrous and made friends with heroes in major cities.

Treat people sincerely, treat people with all sincerity, and when you encounter something unfair, you will be furious and have a strong sense of justice. Stand and talk, life and death and * * *.

what we admire is outstanding courage, unrestrained and arrogant. Surrounded by light cars, they traveled in the suburbs of Beijing.

In the hotel, we drank heavily, and the wine jar appeared attractive spring scenery. We drank like a whale and hung a rainbow and dried up in an instant. Sometimes I go hunting with an eagle dog, and suddenly I wipe out the sly rabbit's nest.

although it was cheerful, it was a pity that the time was too short. It's like a dream in Lu Sheng, leaving Beijing soon.

drifting in the water in a lonely boat, only accompanied by the bright moon. The casual attendants are humble in taste, busy in things and sad in feelings.

I fell into a dirty official career and took on heavy paperwork. Thousands of military attaché s, like me, have been sent by tribes to do odd jobs in local areas, working hard on paperwork, and can't kill enemy battlefields and make achievements.

The drums sounded, the soldiers in Yuyang were in chaos, and the war broke out. Miss me, an angry veteran, had no way to volunteer. I couldn't defend my country against the enemy, but I captured the Xixia chieftain alive. Even my sword with me roared angrily in the autumn wind. I regret that I am extremely frustrated, and I can only travel to the mountains and rivers with sadness, caress my heart and send my love to Hong.

3. The season is young, and the horse is sable and fur. Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji's sunset is filled with dust, and Hu rides in the clear autumn.

the Han family group practiced 1,, and lined up ships and towering buildings. Who throws a whip to fly across the river, remembering the past, licking blood and sorrow.

Ji Zi is young, riding a horse, sable and fur. I am old now, scratching my head and crossing Yangzhou.

if you are tired of swimming and want to go to the river, you can plant thousands of oranges. Two guests southeast scenic spots, ten thousand volumes of poetry and books, try to seek with you.

don't shoot the south mountain tiger, just seek to enrich the people. Interpretation: The setting sun is majestic, the smoke and dust of the war on the border are surging, the autumn is crisp, and the nomads from the Golden Army invade our territory on a large scale.

Look at my majestic 1,-strong army bravely facing the enemy, and the warships arranged on the river stand like tall buildings. Who said that Fu Jian's soldiers could cut off the river by throwing whips? I thought that when Changton murdered his biological father, whistling arrow was covered with blood, and the beaver invaded the south and retreated in the wind and rain, and eventually died in the hands of his own cronies.

When I was young, I was as dashing as Su Qin, riding a war horse and wearing mink fur to run for my country. Now I have accomplished nothing. People are getting old, scratching their white hair and passing by this old place in Yangzhou.

I'm tired of being an official, and I really want to plant oranges in rivers and lakes for recreation. You are both celebrities in the southeast, and you have a bright future with thousands of poems in your chest.

Let me try to give you some advice: Don't shoot tigers in Nanshan like Li Guang, it's most appropriate to be a "rich man". 4, and drink wine with teenagers, and shoot and hunt Xishan Head.

"Handan Youth Travel" Tang Dynasty: Gao Shi, a knight errant in the south of Handan, proudly grew up in Handan. After thousands of games, the bo family is still rich, and after several times of revenge, he will not die.

There are many songs and laughter in the house, and there are always horses and chariots outside. I don't know who my courage is, but today people remember Ping Yuanjun. If you don't see it, today's diplomatic relations are thin, and gold is exhausted.

it's more important to say goodbye to the old tour than to ask for anything about current affairs. And drink wine with teenagers, and shoot and hunt the western hills.

Interpretation: A ranger in the south of Handan boasts that he grew up in Handan. After thousands of indulging gambling, the family is still rich, and several revenge will not die.

singing and laughing at home are noisy all day long, and the high-powered cars and horses outside the door gather like clouds. I don't know who to show solicitude for, but only teach people to miss that Ping Yuanjun.

don't you see that today's friendship is as thin as paper, and I'll give you a refund when the gold runs out. For this reason, I sigh and bid farewell to my friends in the past, and I have no pursuit of current affairs and fame.

and drink wine with young people, and come to Xishantou by shooting. 5, Xinfeng wine fights 1, Xianyang ranger for many years.

"Four Boys' Travels. Part I" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei Xinfeng fought for 1 cups of wine, and Xianyang Ranger for many years. When we meet, the spirit of the people to drink to the king, the horse is tied to the restaurant under the weeping willow.

Interpretation: Xinfeng is rich in fine wine, and most of the rangers in the capital Chang 'an are teenagers. When they meet, they are congenial and have a good time drinking, and the horse is tied to the weeping willow under the restaurant. 6. Poems in praise of youth

The blooming and fading of youth makes me tired but I don't regret it, and the rain and snow in the four seasons make me ecstatic but haggard.

a light wind and a green dream, a light morning drowsiness, a light cloud and a light tear, and a light year after year. With the joy of wandering, I will never come back, and no one hints at the dry taste of homesickness when I was young.

I want to snuggle up to every golden sunset, and every transparent dew washes away my sadness. I met her in full bloom in the distant spring scenery, filled with dazzling brilliance like a beautiful fairy tale.

Allow me to sing for you. I can't sleep every night. Allow me to cry for you. I can fly freely in tears. The sky in the dream is very big.