Youth is also in the running water.
Can't catch it
The footsteps of the years
Like an unreachable sun.
Exhauste one's energy
while
Full of wrinkles.
When white hair appears
review
Youth is a continuous river.
Search in a daze
Confused pursuit
faraway place
Looking forward to heaven
well
obsure
Beauty is vulgar.
It's too beautiful to write.
unpredictable
Lack of understanding of current events and developments.
castles in the air
Time to pursue
Youth will fade away.
Inadvertently "looking back"
Meet each other day
be supposed to
Take care of each other.
later
Leave your back behind the sunset.
Everyone has his own youth, but youth is perishable and time is old. The moment of grasping and not grasping is still far away!
Fanghua's modern poem II: Who is it to put down the picturesque scenery and return to the field?
Turn into a fallen flower and float away from the ends of the earth.
How much concern does time leave after catching up with the white horse?
Break the love words in the dream and cry hoarse.
The wind blows sand, and red beans sprout new buds.
It rained a few times today.
Tears wet the branches of the kite.
When is the beauty night in midsummer?
Several layers of snow piled up seamlessly.
A few lines of blood and tears dyed the sunset glow red.
Who is drunk and tearful under the moon?
Who will stay alone when the snow melts?
Rouge on the cheek
Whose face is full of makeup?
I have shed tears over the years.
Finally, I still can't let go.
I love her.
It is picturesque.
This youth is only a moment.
Who is old and sad for white hair?
I put on my armor when it's windy.
Who have you been killing all your life?
The sky is boundless. Who am I fighting for?
It's better to cook wine and hold green tea.
How much I miss worries me.
Can the disguise of generations be fake?
Who is the falling pear flower soft and light for?
Who is the wind sweeping the ancient temple pointing to the world?
Rouge on the cheek
Whose face is full of makeup?
I have shed tears over the years.
Finally, I still can't let go.
I love her.
It is picturesque.
This youth is only a moment.
Who is old and sad for white hair?