1, youth, youth, where are you? 》

Author: Summer Night

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are in the beautiful and rich fields of the motherland, and you are in the rushing rivers of China.

You are in the towering mountains of Jiuzhou, and you are in the blood of China people.

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are on Xueshan Road in Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and you are on the fertile grassland in Hulunbeier.

You are in the smokeless depths of the Gobi Desert, and you are in Songtaolin Lake in Daxing 'anling.

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are on the Yalu River, and you are on the horse hump at the foot of the snow-capped mountain.

You are in the Wusuli River in the north, and you are in the Nansha Sea.

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are a blue warship breaking the waves, and you are a silver fighter soaring in the sky.

You are in the rumbling green chariot, your duty post in peacetime.

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are on the coastal defense line of sunrise in the East China Sea, and you are on the patrol line of the western border.

You are on the border bridge with blooming flowers in the south, and you are at the checkpoint of the fortress in the north.

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are flying in the desert, and you are crossing the Yangtze River Bridge.

You are a 10,000-ton ship sailing in the sea, and you are a satellite roaming in the sky.

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are next to rough and crude instruments, and you are in a hot rice field.

You are in front of the beaker of chemical reaction, and you are in front of the data of instrument caliper.

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are in a sunny university campus, and you are singing in a bright classroom.

You answer questions on the three-foot platform, and you are on the laughing road of a spring outing in the country.

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are in the sacred post of saving lives, and angels in white is your life guardian.

You had an intense operation under the Gokage lamp, and you smiled and wished the patient a recovery.

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are beside the steelmaking furnace where steel flowers are flying, and you are beside the grain pile in the harvesting field.

You are beside the roaring loom, and you are beside the dazzling counter.

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are on the site of a high-rise building, and you are building a boiling sea of reservoirs.

You burn the midnight oil at the airport pier, and you are in the wet and cold tunnel of the deep mountain railway.

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are on a trawler in the East China Sea fishing ground, and you are in the reclamation field in the western regions.

You are in the rubber forest in the South Island, and you are in the black land on the border of northern Xinjiang.

Youth, youth, where are you?

You are in the vast and rich territory of China in the East, and you are in the blood of 56 Chinese nations.

You are in the splendid treasure house of 5,000 years of splendid civilization, and you are in the peasant uprising against exploitation and oppression.

You are shouting to overthrow the feudal imperial power and monarchy, and you are marching to destroy the powers and return my sovereignty.

You are seeking truth in a single spark that can start a prairie fire, and you are in the war of national independence and national liberation.

You are in the era of struggle to bury the exploitation system, and you are in the era of breaking monopoly, blockade and intimidation.

You are in the era of consolidating the people's democratic political power, and you are in the life of the people of all ethnic groups as masters of their own affairs.

2. "Youth, my youth"

Author: Wang Ping said?

Inscription: Youth Day

Youth, my youth.

When I was young, youth was in gentle eyes.

Big sister laughs like a flower, and her long hair is floating in the wind.

Big brother is sunny and handsome, tall and handsome.

Legends in the distance, how much envy, how much expectation, I can't finish.

Youth, my youth.

Have you grown up? Flying the dream of youth, carrying a heavy schoolbag,

From campus to society, running in the crowd of migrant workers,

A simple and light luggage on one shoulder carries the best hope of life.

There is as much joy as there is hardship.

Youth, my youth.

Looking back, youth is gone forever.

Use love to prop up the sails of life and ride the wind and waves.

A passionate young stranger has carved the most brilliant footprints in his life.

In the time of dreaming, the scenery here is the most beautiful.

There are as many ups and downs as there are, and there are still many incense.

3. Youth

Author: happiness

Inscription: My present youth

Youth is pain in memory, laughter in tears, constant farewell and hard work.

Youth, no flowers in the sun, no lovers beside flowers, no sweetness between lovers, no bitterness after sweetness.

Youth, pure youth.

Reading aloud in the classroom has occupied more than ten years.

The nagging and supervision of parents and relatives deprived too much freedom.

The social reality after work killed the original dream.

Youth, what is left?

4. Youth

Author: landscape wood?

A moth threw herself into the fire, leaving some memories at last.

The sun and the moon exist, and I don't feel that time is in a hurry.

Youth is crazy, and youth is not long.

Maybe if you get drunk, you can solve the Millennium world of mortals.

We have the capital of youth, but we can't afford to waste time.

We control our own future, but we are only young once.

Yes, forever.

5. To Youth

Author: Millennium Watch

Running constantly exhausted spring, playing wearily, sleeping in the yard in midsummer.

I am used to being outspoken in front of female classmates and pointing out great people with my waist.

It is not difficult to have a few drinks, and it is not a burden to barbecue the stomach for many nights.

I am willing to sing loudly and talk big on the road in the middle of the night.

Walking with my first girlfriend in the middle of the night on a snowy night, endless love stories.

The promise is shattered by the slice of time and space, and your distant back can't see me, tears for you.

Youth is a flash in the pan, a snow lotus on the mountain.

Youth is a daughter's comfortable smile, and youth is the morning glow.

China Poetry Network-Youth