"To Youth"
Youth is a beautiful landscape
Like the colorful rainbow in the sky
Occasionally, there are violent storms and light rain. The rain
cannot stop our wonderful vitality.
Youth is a short story with unfinished meaning
It is always full of unfinished love
Even if there are twists and turns and lingering pathos
It is also an indelible memory of our lives.
Youth is a poem,
filled with our endless memories.
Youth is a painting,
expressing our endless pride.
Youth is a beautiful melody,
Thousands of notes, let us sing lightly.
Youth is an endless river,
always singing cheerful songs.
Youth is the tenderest branch among the new leaves after the rain.
Looking from a distance,
everything is brand new and fresh
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It is a hymn to new life.
Youth is the unruly expression of a willful young man,
guiding the country and scolding Fang Qiu.
Youth is the lingering memory of the parents’ generation.
Recalling the youth of classmates is in their prime.
Youth is the year of the butterfly, and the old man's nostalgia for the past.
Cherish the years like fire and the years of love.
Youth is the hard work of hard work in the mountains of learning.
Youth is the diligent pursuit of those who have a will and achieve it.
Youth is the love between you and me,
Youth is the classmates who send each other off every step of the way.
Youth is a cup of coffee that has cooled down before you taste it carefully.
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In a hurry,
As a last resort,
we picked up another cup.
~~Written on July 16, 2020
"New Chapter of Finance and Trade"
Twenty-two years of spring and autumn,
Huiyang Finance and Trade has a new look
Responding to the call to seize the opportunity,
Talking boldly about innovation,
From now on, the bold door will open,
Star rating Sleepless thoughts in the apartment,
Sweating on the sports field,
The lush years write glorious chapters,
Recalling the heroic youth of the past,
Today's pillars of the motherland Talent,
I hope you will choose my college entrance examination class,
Overtake the curve and go to college,
I don’t know that we are not heroes,
See you in four years’ time for the college entrance examination.
The road to passing the exam is as solid as iron.
Now I’m starting from the beginning!
? ~Written in Huizhou on June 5, 2020
"Chinese Fu"
I love Chinese and sleepless at night
Sing and dance softly Pianpian
The lotus blooms in the mouth and thoughts well up
The words are not surprising
The words are written and the articles are written
Poems and songs are intoxicating
Dance, write, and learn from the sages
Imitate the beauty of Dongshi and be happy
Write about the true beauty of China
Write about the beautiful and magnificent rivers and mountains
Five Thousand Years of Picture Scrolls Presented
Three Thousand Years of Immortal Poems
The soul of the words appears day by day
The thoughts and ideas in the heart
There is a heart Notes on people
Gathering sand to form a giant novel
A flash of inspiration appears in a single thought
It seems like a fairy in the pen
As time goes by, The river is now
The spring of literary thoughts has become a grand chapter
What’s the difficulty in chewing words
Wei Yanwei’s words have true words
I advise students to work hard< /p>
Promote China’s Prosperity
~~In Huizhou on July 15, 2020
"Campus"
? Lyricist: Wei Yu
? Singer: Wei Yu
Beautiful campus, my home!
Fragrant and prosperous all the way
Work hard and be positive
Young people with broad ambitions
Create youth in the competition field
The campus of youth is my home!
Inspirational young man with a broad heart
Caring for the motherland inspires people
Young people are determined and work hard
When young people are strong, the country will be strong!
Warm campus, my home
High-spirited and patriotic to the country
Classmates stay with each other for a long time and have long friendship
The cradle of dreams, the concern in the heart
She is still missed by countless people!
Our campus is the most beautiful
The holy place in our hearts
Eternal years
We often remember her. . . .
Childhood dreams
Concerns in my heart
The campus is my forever home. . .
Forever home. . . .