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A modern poem describing campus life
Looking back on campus life in New Poetry and Poetic Heart

Innocent thoughts

When we are busy on the stage of society

Listening to those vulgar words

Looking at those utilitarian colors

How much we feel

I can't help but think of how happy we were when we were boys and girls

. Obscure longing

is also an innocent feeling

Yes, life

is the most wonderful and lovely only in those days

But at that time

we didn't understand

Alas-

seed of love

When

I had you in my dream

Me. Remember

I can't think of it at the moment

I only know that I always want to see you

always like being with you

being with you

I hope you can borrow my eraser

I hope you want me to solve problems

I even hope you are angry

You look so beautiful when you are angry

Every time I see you

with a red face and a small mouth. What's the reason

the first flower

the first flower in life

when I think of it, I can't help feeling

I have forgotten

when I liked you

and how many times I wandered around

but I clearly remember

the moment I walked in front of you

my heart almost jumped out

. P > I was angry-you are so bad

so I ran away in a panic

The flowers of love bloomed quietly

We were glad that we expected

but couldn't stop the arrival of the storm

After the storm

We only buried the first flowers in our lives with tears

There are often no fruits to pick < I don't know if it's because

youth is no longer

or there are too many false feelings

people are disgusted and helpless

on some sleepless nights

I often think of

-that love

that love

is involuntary attention

anxious expectation

is a romantic dream and. Guess and guess

but still can't understand

feelings

Now I have deeply understood

its value and loveliness

but I can only sigh

-why does pure love

die so fast

The nostalgia of campus

was always looking forward to

graduation soon. There are too many students

who can't forget to leave

At that time, we were together day and night

The dormitory was our home

We discussed social hotspots

We explored campus culture

We were full of lofty sentiments

We listened to music and talked about life

We often played poker for fun

Remember that time when you lost

Your face was covered with stickers.

We have gone through the youth

Thinking about it is like the ups and downs of the waves

From time to time beating our hearts

Every splash

is our miss

But this is the reality

We can only face

the wonderful youth

the flawless friendship

the graduation song < > between tears

are beautiful days and nights

Yes, reading festival

White homing pigeon concentric knot

How much of our world

is in high spirits

is sincere

But schoolwork

makes us devote our efforts

The direction and development of campus culture

makes us think more. P > it's time to go our separate ways

reluctantly

but we have to face the welcome

ah, pick up things,

tuck in friendship and put what we have learned

Young people graduate like this

wave their hands like this

From then on, we parted from our old schoolbags

When I accidentally turned to the past

. Accept the teacher's instruction

I once abandoned it

and skipped classes with my classmates

to have fun in the fields, Woods and hillsides

I even used it

to install a toad

in order to make her at the same table

dare not look down on us again

Of course, I had to

make a profound review < Because I know I know

I will never be young again

Looking back on my youth

Picking up this photo

Looking at the familiar faces

Those carefree days

Those disturbing things

suddenly appeared in front of me

I saw the classroom

How did we

listen to the speeches and express ourselves there. P > We were there looking at the starry sky

weaving dreams and looking forward to tomorrow

How can we forget that dormitory

It's our paradise?

How many times have we gathered together

We talked about life heartily

We pointed out the mountains and rivers passionately

Everything seems to have happened yesterday

How many years have passed in a blink of an eye

Although there is infinite attachment in our hearts.