What is youth (outer song).
Text: Wang Xihong.
Youth is the first smile in the morning sun.
Warm and cosy your whole body.
Youth is the greenest sprout of early spring.
The world is full of energy.
Youth is the beautiful song of birds in the valley.
Verdant and pleasant.
Youth is a stream that flows through a mountain stream.
Clear and aura.
Youth is a joyful dance.
Sometimes feminine and sometimes agitated.
Youth is a poem.
There is tenderness and sweetness.
Youth is a picture.
It is depicted in beautiful colors.
Youth is a beating note.
There is a different melody of life.
Youth is a mountain.
Trek through the clouds.
Youth is a delicate flower.
Bathe in the cradle of Mother Earth.
Youth is a drizzle of youth.
Hazy as silk moistens the heart.
Youth is a vast wilderness.
Let you fall apart.
Youth is the blue sky.
Spread your ideal wings and take to the clouds.
Youth is a journey.
Let you harvest a lot, and your horizons will be broadened.
Youth is a beautiful dream.
Fill your pockets with colorful colors.
What the hell is youth.
Youth is a long journey under your feet.
Youth is a book that you can't finish reading.
Youth is the most beautiful and dazzling garland.
Youth is the train you and I drive to distant places.
She carries dreams and hopes ......
Let youth stay in your heart forever.
Let the magic pen outline the appearance of your youth......
Childhood. Childhood is a budding bud.
New hope is about to be revealed.
Childhood is a piece of chocolate.
The sweetness slowly melts in the mouth.
Childhood is a lump of mud.
Smeared all over the face, full of hands and feet, but a hundred times happier.
Childhood is a game in the pond.
Catch back the victory of the little frog and the little fish.
Childhood is the rice of the rice.
The food is full of black but relish.
Childhood was a hidden cat.
The laughter of being found.
Childhood is the pleasure of skating in the cold winter.
Childhood is digging a bird's nest.
The deliciousness of the barbecue wrapped in mud.
Endless childhood anecdotes.
Endless childhood memories.
Childhood passed quietly in the years of you and me.
Childhood is a song that can't be sung.
Childhood is an endless diary.
Let childhood stay in your heart forever.
Indelible memories of beauty.
Silly laughter, sweet dreams.
Meng Meng's heart is really loved.
Become a permanent memory.