Seek some more lyrical youth literature

Youth lyrical proseThe sky was cloudy, and suddenly it cleared. In the blue-white sky, white clouds hung all over the sky. The tall buildings of the middle school pierced into the sky, and we laughed and laughed in the playground.

We have left our busy figure on the playground, and our figure has been brilliant in our youth. The invisible years have downplayed the fragmented memories, and the years with a heart have filled the new memories with the memories that have been downplayed. appeared, I think that is enough, it proves that we have been busy in our youth, someone said:

Youth is an ignorant rush, which will always leave the pain of parting subversively displaced. "But I think that if you don't rush, you won't know the pain of subversion and displacement that you will experience, and you don't know what you will encounter in this subversion and displacement, and you will know what you have left behind in your youth, isn't it?

Youth is a stumbling journey, after having it, I feel unforgettable, why didn't I find that I met you, it is the most beautiful thing in life? Who has never been confused in their youth, and what is left after the confusion? The sky was cloudy, and suddenly it cleared.

In the blue-white sky, white clouds hung all over the sky. The tall buildings of the middle school pierced into the sky, and we laughed and laughed in the playground. The playground left a busy figure of us, and our figure was brilliant in our youth.

Someone once said: "Youth is an ignorant rush, which will always leave the pain of parting subversively displaced." "But I don't think you know what you're going to experience if you're not busy'Hurt, I don't know what I will encounter in this subversive displacement, and I will know what I left behind in my youth, isn't it?

The invisible years have downplayed the fragmented memories, and the years with a heart have filled the new memories with the memories that have been downplayed. Our figure has been left and appeared in our youth, and I think this is enough, which proves that we have been busy in our youth.

Who has never been confused in their youth, and what is left after the confusion? Who has never been confused in their youth, and what is left after the confusion?

Xue Xiaozen's "Play" and Su Xiaolazi's "It's All Love" are quite funny, you will definitely like it.

Summer Qixi, the water is ink, and the falling ,......You go search for works, I've seen a few, and they're not bad.

Guo Jingming's "The Edge of Love and Pain", "How Much Do You Know About the Flowers in Your Dreams", "Phantom City" and "Jue Ji" have all of them, and they are all very good.

Gu Man's "A Smile is Alluring", "Shanshan Comes to Eat". Very funny text.

There's a new generation of think tanks, it's good.

Good-looking romance of youth literature**:

Le Xiaomi's "Qingcheng", Xin Yiwu's "Shanyue Doesn't Know the Bottom of My Heart", and Di'an's "Hibiscus Like a Face and Willow Like an Eyebrow".

"Qingcheng" is a ** written by Le Xiaomi.

Introduction: There is such a city, where there is the most loyal friendship, but also the most erosive betrayal; There is such a city, where there is the most legendary love, and there is also the most cruel parting; There is such a city, where there are the most glorious dreams, the most persistent struggles, and the most fragile abandonment.

Shanyue doesn't know the bottom of my heart" is a love theme written by Xin Yiwu**, published by Baihuazhou Literature and Art Publishing House. **tells the story between Ye Qianze and Xiang Yuan.

Hibiscus is like a face and willows like eyebrows" is Dean's second novel**. It tells the story of Xia Fangran, a beautiful woman disfigured by sulfuric acid, who has endured physical and mental disasters, but still has self-esteem, pride, and warmth. She finally falls in love with the boy who comes to her after the disaster, only to find out to be out of guilt, because this cruel disaster stems from another woman's hopeless emotional revenge ......"Hibiscus is like a face and willow is like an eyebrow" is an extraordinary shot, from another path - to commemorate youth and think about the meaning of youth life by saying goodbye to youth.

The narration of the story is precise, the skeleton is clean, the flesh is full, and it not only pays attention to the fate of the characters, but also understands the hearts of the characters.

Le Xiaomi's is also very good-looking, including "Qingcheng", "Liangsheng, Can We Not Be Sad", "Cang'er", "Wutong So Hurt" and so on.

Other Xinyiwu are also very good, "To Our Dying Youth", "Mountains and Moons Don't Know the Bottom of My Heart", "Morning and Dusk", "Let Me Look at You".

Di'an's "Dongni", "West Decision", "Nanyin", "Hibiscus is like a face, willow is like an eyebrow".

Li Lixiang's "First Love" and "Great Love Late Bloomer".

An Ning "Warm Strings".

Pile pile "Light Rain Red Dust" "Apricot Blossom Spring Rain".

Eli, "Pounce on the Professor".

Gu Man's "A Smile is Alluring".

Gu Man's (He Yisheng Xiao Mo) (smiling slightly, very captivating).

Xinyiwu's (morning and dusk) (to our youth that we will eventually lose) (let me look at you).

Canoe. Summer Tanabata. Left pupil. Little Lion. It's all youth and no romance

"214 Degrees of Dragon Prince" written by Xiao Nizi and Mirara, "Bamboo Horse Translator" ......It's all good-looking There are also some books written by Xuanse, you can check them out.

Wu Xiaowu's ** is very good-looking, "Who's Poison", "Who's Whose Medicine", "Flowing Wood", "Do You Have to Let Me Say I Love You", "It's to See Release", "You're Just Holding a Wolf".

The vest is very funny, "Teacher, It's Too Powerful", "Your Mother Is There".

Ann knows that the ** is very good-looking, the most famous should be "Hundreds of Millions of Wives Buy One Get One Free", of course, there are also ancient ones, anyway, I am a super favorite race!

Of course, it's Gu Manle, Xiaomi, and Xinyiwu, which are very good-looking.

Strongly push Gu Man, Sheng Li, Yijin, An knows.

Xinyiwu's bar Gu Man Gu Xijue.

"It's All Love" is good, it's funny.

Zhang Xiaoxian, I like it more.

"How Much Do You Know About the Flowers in Your Dreams" by Zhi Guo Jingming.

Small Times Series" by DAO Guo Jingming.

Leaving the song back" Rao Xue replied mangly.

Left Ear" by Rao Xue.

Hourglass" is full of snow.

The Year in a Hurry" Nine Nights.

Zeng Boy" by Nine Nights.

Why Sheng Xiaomo" Gu Man.

To Our Dying Youth" by Xin Yiwu.

The Heart Eater" by Xin Yiwu.

I'm waiting for you in my memories" by Xin Yiwu.

Farewell to Paradise by Dean.

The year is an invalid letter".

The quilt is the grave of youth".

Summer of Bubbles" by Ming Xiaoxi.

There will be angels who love you for me" by Ming Xiaoxi.

Cherry Far Away" by Zhang Yueran.

Dust sleeps in light years", Xia Mingyou, "Goodbye, Pluto", Xia Mingyou, "Three Lives and Three Worlds, Under the Bodhi Tree", by Yixue Maple Leaf.

Kyushu Goddess Fu "by Yi Xue Maple Leaf.

Three Lives, Three Worlds, Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms" by Tang Qi.

Flower Thousand Bone" by Guoguo.

Qingcheng "Le Xiaomi".

Sycamore is so hurt" by Le Xiaomi.

Rainbow Dance Partner" by Xi Weiyue.

The so-called loneliness is when a person meditates and thinks of the years when relatives and friends sat together;

The so-called loneliness, noisy things are when the night is quiet, remembering those joys and sorrows;

The so-called loneliness is when you miss someone and think of the promises you once made;

The so-called loneliness is when a person thinks of those common partners in the realm of loneliness;

But lonely, lonely, I can't remember that I once couldn't remember to stay, I couldn't remember to promise a greeting, but lonely, lonely, I don't want to accept the greetings I don't want to go away, I don't want to promise...The so-called stubbornness is the strength that a person still pretends to be when he is injured;

The so-called stubbornness is that when a heart is fragile, stubbornness is still disguised;

The so-called stubbornness is not to surrender knowing that there is no hope;

But stubborn, stubborn, stubborn, the more I hurt, the more stubborn and fragile I become, the more I don't surrender;

But stubbornness, stubbornness, I hugged my proud stubbornness, even if I was disappointed, I still didn't let go!

A touch of loneliness, thick stubbornness, just this time I and my stubbornness hugged the sky and sang loudly, just this time I and my loneliness squatted on the corner of the street and cried silently, from now on will no longer embrace loneliness and loneliness, no one is my haven anymore, I know that I should become stronger from now on but still grow with my stubbornness, no one is always disappointed, I know that I should stubbornly hold on to happiness!

The attachment that wants to talk and rest, and the nostalgia of the old man who can't stop.

Just this time I and my attachment are used to self-deceptive lies, just this time I and my thoughts are satisfied with the vow to start together, from now on will not be accompanied by attachment silently, nothing is really forever, I know that I should say goodbye to simple and immature recognition of nature, from now on will no longer stubbornly let thoughts overflow, nothing I will never forget, I know that I should keep a heartless smile!

Unconsciously I have gradually grown up and is no longer a carefree child, who said that growing up is sad, I feel the tears in my heart bitterly, who said that growing up is dreamy, I see the road ahead of the spring slowly open, the road paved must be eternal hope, full of the warmth of the sun, with my stubbornness and stubbornness, I walk on the road of growth.

I came to this world to see the sunshine, and it is my hope that I want to say goodbye!

I looked at the weather forecast in the morning, it was still cloudy, and it rained for several days, although it stopped, I still didn't feel comfortable going out in the morning, because the light was a little dazzling.

At noon, I sorted out the bookshelves, flipped through the ** I had read, there were already a lot, and some people in Fan He Lu ran around inexplicably, repeatedly drawing ellipses for their youth.

Turning left downstairs, the old people and children sat together laughing and talking. It's very touching, because the feeling of having family is the warmest, the most comfortable, the safest, and the sweetest.

In the afternoon, there was no sunset, because there was no sun all the time, it was very cold and cold.

No birds, no sadness, no memories. I think this kind of life is simple and uncomfortable, simple, plain, always a straight ray, without end, just through all sorrows, through life, for happiness discounted.

The people on the street are busy, going home to work, and the expressions on their faces are stiff, and even in the sun, they can't deduce a sincere smile.

At night, the sky was still overcast, rolling, roaring, and there were too many secrets to be forcibly obscured.

Alone, through the vast sea of people. It's late autumn, but the south is still full of aggressive heat.

Wave after wave of heat in the crowd, I just- walked aimlessly. To be honest, I don't like this kind of heat, I still miss the autumn days of falling leaves and the winter days of snow. Suddenly, a familiar sight appeared in front of me, wasn't that what I missed every day?

I caught it, a withered yellow leaf, and slowly shredded it. Like the "Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers", I froze and watched the dancing elves fall. Gently step on the road paved with dead leaves and stroll through the dense dead forest.

The wind blows gently, and the trees sway and sway with the simple wind, and I love the wind and let it ruffle my hair.

As if playing a movie, another scene appeared in front of me. It's snowing, looking at the thick snow, but I always hope that this is a fairy tale snow world that has not cracked. A crystal snowflake fell on my face looking up to the sky, and it was cold and biting.

Falling snow, made a natural background, and I danced lightly among them. With my gloved hands, I went to catch the crystalline snow, which melted and melted, and melted ......Another cold gust of wind, and I couldn't help but lower the brim of my hat and shrink into a ball, and the snow disappeared ...... my horizon

A warm current hit, and I realized that I had stopped and fantasized for a long time just now, and most of the time had passed. I still walked aimlessly, but I kept thinking in my heart, are the dead leaves and the cold wind so ruthless? The sun has risen over the horizon in my eyes......