Modern Poetry Growing up, growing up with modern poetry

If the dawn can refract the dawn of my seventeen-year-old heart, I need wings to tie the ...... of the heart that is looking forward to flying

In the blue sky'My seventeen-year-old heart is swaying in the song, and the joys and sorrows of my growth have been my friends.

They help me compose the most beautiful and majestic music of my life, when the harvest season is gone.

But I am full of abundant fruits in my growth is bag.

Suddenly, the growth has sprouted.

When we desperately open our mouths.

When I gave my mother the first shrill cry.

They laughed. Time flies.

Not long after birth.

We began to babble.

When we pronounce words with incomplete pentatonic sounds.

They laughed. Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, we began to toddle.

When we fall again and again.

When I stood up again and again.

They laughed. Time flies.

Our parents sent us to kindergarten.

When we seem a little nervous.

They laughed. Time flies.

We went to elementary school again.

When we held the certificate in front of them with a happy face.

They laughed. And time is still flying.

How many days and nights have passed.

We are on the threshold of secondary school.

When we are annoyed by piles of homework.

They didn't laugh. But it tells us.

Facing difficulties. Have you thought about it.

We are on the path of life.

When leaving a footprint of growth.

Parents are always smiling and standing behind you.

To you. To be strong, to be strong

All the rivers are facing east.

Do not refuse the trickle of Hao Hao soup soup.

Just to merge into the ocean.

All the seedlings broke out of the ground.

It doesn't matter if it's hot or cold.

can't stop the jointing upward.

Children grow up healthily day by day.

From babbling to university.

The body thrives as much as the intellect.

There is a force for good.

There is a guiding light.

That's where growth is headed.

On the way to growth. Memories of grass.

On the way to growth. There are joys and sorrows.

Sometimes it's too painful and too painful.

Squat down and cry. Time has picked up the pace.

The hourglass never stops.

How can you stop here?

Even if the road is full of thorns.

Winter is coming to an end.

Spring has arrived.

Dead trees sprout again.

The lonely mountain is back in shape.

On the other side of the mountain.

There is a path. Leads in all directions.

And whether I have a chance to run to the other side of success.

1. We grow in the sun.

How the sun is shining, and the flowers are blooming.

How fragrant the air is, how big our hearts are.

Yes! We are growing in the sun, and our roads are getting wider and wider.

We grow up under the sun, and our hearts are brighter and brighter.

The white doves are flying in the blue sky, the birds are singing beside them, and the willows are raising their faces, how comfortable we are.

Yes! We are growing in the sun, and our roads are getting wider and wider.

We grow up under the sun, and our hearts are brighter and brighter.

2. Dream seekers.

Dreams will bloom, dreams will bloom delicate flowers:

Go for priceless treasures.

In the blue sea, at the bottom of the blue sea, there is a golden shell.

You go to climb the iceberg for nine years, you sail to the dry sea for nine years, and then you meet the golden shellfish.

It has the sound of clouds and rain in the sky, it has the sound of the wind and waves on the sea, and it will intoxicate your heart.

Raise it in the sea for nine years, raise it in the water of heaven for nine years, and then, it blooms in a dark night.

When your sideburns are spotty, when your eyes are hazy, the golden shellfish spits out peach-colored beads.

Put the peach-colored beads in your arms, put the peach-colored beads beside your pillow, and a dream quietly rises up.

Your dreams are blooming, your dreams are blooming delicate, when you are old.

Modern poems about growing up: "What I Want is Growing", "About Growth", "On the Road to Growth", "Friendship Grows with Me", "Father Grows with Me".

1. "What I Want is Growing".

I want a pure smile, I want a simple dream.

I want a rustic campfire, I want a colorless and emotional tea.

I have planted the seeds in the sky, and the moonlight watered the glowing soil.

2. "About Growth".

The enemy is always the coldness of reality, but in the end he loses to his own persistence.

I worked hard to build a tomorrow for myself, but I found that there were many forks in the road waiting for me.

I didn't go with the flow, but gave up on the challenge of difficulty.

3, "On the Road to Growth".

On the road to growth, remember the grass.

On the road of growth, there are joys and sorrows.

Sometimes it hurts too much, squatting down and crying.

Time picks up, and the hourglass never stops.

How can you stop here, even if the road is full of thorns.

4, "Friendship Grows with Me".

A few years ago, I wandered alone to the bustling city and began to look at the sky alone and reminisce about the past.

The skyscrapers on both sides of the avenue are always warning me that there is no longer a wide sky for me to idle.

Sober up! Sober up! Open your eyes and see reality. Go for it! Go for it! The future requires struggle to create history.

5, "Father Grows Up with Me".

Tonight my beard grows like I have drunk a kind of water.

In the posture of time, follow the vein of the seasons.

Golden, perhaps the best footnote for June.

The sweat of the whole pile of laughter soaked the moonlight that covered the thin back.