1. Young people are the king of life, the spring of life, and the glory of life. —— Li Dazhao

2. Youth is always beautiful, but true youth only belongs to those who always strive for the top, those who always work selflessly, and those who are always humble! ——Lei Feng

3. Youth are the pillars of the revolution. Youth are the defenders of the fruits of revolution and the force that accelerates history toward a better world. —— Song Qingling

4. If the younger generation of a nation does not have youth, it will be a great misfortune for the nation. —— Herzen

5. A life of struggle will make you capable, and the suffering of depression will make you mature; these are the two magic weapons for the times to shape young people to be able to shoulder the historical mission. ——Mao Dun

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1. Youth must be born early, how can one grow into a young man?

--"Encouraging Learning" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty

2. When you grow old, your beauty does not belong to you. Don’t hesitate to buy youth with gold.

--"Encouraging Xingle" by Yong Tao of the Tang Dynasty

3. A crazy man's wealth lies in his youth, and his arrogance and extravagance make Ji Lun.

--"A Daughter's Journey to Luoyang" Tang Dynasty. Wang Wei

4. The ambition has turned into a gray head, and the rest of my life is still waiting for youth.

--"I heard in prison that there was an amnesty in Tokyo" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty

5. You won't die before a hundred years are up, and you can spend your youth diligently.

--"Four Poems for Feeling Spring" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

Idioms about "youth" Youth is young, in full bloom, loyal and heroic, full of vigor, cardamom years are full of enthusiasm, and high-spirited Famous quotes about "youth": To advance civilization in the world, to create happiness for mankind, to use my youth to create a youthful family, a youthful country, a youthful nation, a youthful human being, a youthful earth, and a youthful universe, to enjoy it. A life without boundaries. ——Li Dazhao Young man is the king of life, the spring of life and the splendor of life. ——Li Dazhao can buy a fine horse with a hundred gold, a beauty with a thousand gold, and a noble nobleman with ten thousand gold, but where can he buy youth? ——Qu Yuan: Never pass the day in leisure, youth will never come again. ——Lin Kuan’s gray hair does not mean that I am old! Youth is no longer in Ru Zhihu? When you are young and weak, you are no longer a boy. If you cannot learn and become famous, how can you be a husband? ——Yu Liangbi

Youth is always beautiful, but true youth only belongs to those who always strive for the top, those who always work selflessly, and those who are always humble! ——Lei Feng Youth are the pillars of the revolution. Youth are the defenders of the fruits of revolution and the force that accelerates history toward a better world. ——Song Qingling

... If the younger generation of a nation does not have youth, it will be a great misfortune for the nation. ——Herzen

Youth is a period of open-mindedness, and you should use this period to develop your own open-minded character. —— Russell The sensitivity and originality of youth can complement each other well when combined with the rich knowledge and experience of mature scientists. ——Beveridge Youth are our future and our hope. ——Stalin You must stand in the ranks of the frontline warriors on any occasion in life. —— Ostrovsky A life of struggle will make you capable, and the suffering of depression will make you mature; these are two magic weapons that the times must prepare young people to shoulder the historical mission. ——Mao Dun has wasted his youth and achieved nothing, so what sorrow can he make up for if he loses his first title! ——The poem written by Quan Deyu is sent to you unintentionally. Don’t be ashamed of your youth. ——Yu Qian

Fragments about youth

1. We have wasted too much of our youth. It was a period of youth that was so self-righteous and embarrassing, with laughter and laughter. Tears;

There is vigor and decadence; there is sweetness and absurdity; there is confidence and confusion. We are sensitive, we are paranoid, and we are stubborn and pretend to be strong;

We easily hurt others and are easily hurt by others. We chase decadent happiness and revel in the beauty of loneliness;

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We firmly believe that we are different, and that the world will change because of me; we realize that we are no longer young, and our future may no longer be infinite, but in fact, how could it have been infinite?

There was a moment when we all thought we had grown up. But one day, we finally discovered that growing up means not only desire, but also courage, responsibility, strength and some necessary sacrifice.

We are all still children in front of life. In fact, we have never grown up and do not understand love and being loved.

2. At the age of forty-five at night

I suddenly thought of her eyes when she was young

Thinking of the summer when she was sixteen

Walk slowly towards him from the hillside

The sunshine outside the forest is dazzling

And her dress is so white

I still remember that it was full of tea trees The hills

The sky full of floating clouds and the sound of cicadas

In the silent and silent forest

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Looking back at the mountain trail we came from

only to realize that our days have passed

in a completely different way

It has passed and gone

The vision that I once planned so enthusiastically

The blueprint that I drew with such meticulous precision

I once looked forward to it so eagerly Youth

But it never comes

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All the endings have been written

All the tears have set off

But suddenly I forgot what kind of beginning

In that ancient summer that will never come back

No matter I How to pursue it?

The young you just passed by like a cloud shadow

And your smiling face was very light and pale

Gradually disappearing behind the sunset. Qun Lan

Then I opened the yellowed title page

Fate had bound it extremely poorly

With tears in my eyes, I read it again and again

But I have to admit

Youth is a book that is too hasty. Additional answer: 5. Youth is a song that never gives up. Youth is a river that never stops. Youth is a book that never stops. Youth is a cup of endless tea. Youth is a peak that stands in the forest of nations. It bears the footprints of thousands of young people. Youth is a pagoda of knowledge that sheds the sweat of thousands of young people. Youth is a tree that is growing strong. The growing tree is tested by wind and rain. Youth is a bud ready to bloom. It wants to show its unique grace to the world. I give myself a gift of youth with a passionate and unrestrained youthful heart. That is the poem of youth< /p>

6. Poetry "Youth" - Chongqing The blooming and fading flowers of youth make me tired but not regretful; The falling rain and snow in the four seasons make me intoxicated but unbearable and haggard. The gentle wind and green dreams, the gentle morning and dusk, the faint clouds and the faint tears, the faint years. With a bit of wandering joy, I just left like this and never came back. No one hinted at the boring feeling of homesickness that I felt when I was young. I want to cling tightly to every golden sunset, and wash away my accumulated sadness with every transparent dewdrop. In that distant spring scenery, I met her in full bloom, filled with dazzling brilliance like a beautiful fairy tale. Allow me to sing for you. I won’t be able to sleep every night from now on. Allow me to cry for you. In the tears, I can fly freely. The sky in the dream was huge and I was lying on your eyelashes. The days in the dream were many, but I started to want to go home. I will bury all my songs on that green hillside, waiting for the day when they will be legendary in the world. The flowers of youth bloom and fade, which makes me tired but I don’t regret it. The rain and snow in the four seasons make me intoxicated but haggard. The entangled clouds, entangled tears, entangled mornings and dusk, the passing wind, the passing dreams, the passing years.

7. Staring at the willow shadows on the shore, I walked into the memory of my youth. It was a world where green grass was woven and flowers were blooming, but today it is covered with a layer of silver frost. Because for a thirty-year-old person, playing the chord of youth is probably a bit outdated. However, after all, I have stayed in this life station. Look at those crooked footsteps on the road, aren't they just the footprints of a toddler? When you listen to that simple willow flute tune, isn't it the call of your heart? What a persistent pursuit, what a naive fantasy, without falsehood or sorrow. And those frivolous things are the footprints of my youth. That was the path we walked when we were confused by the ups and downs of the times. Yes, the youth I still vividly remember was a time of distress, a time of fanatical passion and shocking slogans. I also studied hard in the cold window, always trying to get rid of the gift of ten years of catastrophe to our generation - the childish dust and shallow mud of the ignorant cloudy sky. However, who can escape the filthy air of the times? What is gratifying is that I am awake and I understand that life is the alternating weaving of sentimentality and joy, and the constant transposition of bravery and cowardice. There are no failures and setbacks, no pain and hesitation. So how can I taste the pride of success and the joy of victory? How can I get rid of the childish and shallow footprints? So I looked ahead and seemed to see a harvest season coming towards us. . . . .