[Poetry] The moss blooms like rice.

Moss like rice? Brilliant blooming

China Piaoxiang

Glowing seeds are crying.

The bitter struggle cut through the blue sky.

This is a barren land.

No one knows the difficulty of breaking ground with seeds.

Even if you are lucky enough to break through the ground.

The air is dirty? Fertilizer deficiency

I can't see the sunshine.

These living seeds

Breathe hard between the stones.

Say goodbye to shame confidently.

Respected and kind people

Don't wander in sympathy.

Turn into a gust of wind and blow away the fresh air.

Turn it into a car and send it to develop fertilizer.

Turn into a blazing sun and send it to the light.

Take care of these seeds of life first.

Let these seeds of self-confidence sprout smoothly.

Let them grow up healthily and happily

Grow into a budding flower

Grow into a pillar of the building

Bloom the glory of life