When I feel lonely, I will look up at that beautiful face under the blue sky.
If depression still nourishes loneliness,
Let comfort become poetry.
Life is boring, so I look for wonderful breeding ground.
If confusion always prevents people from getting happiness,
Let persistence become poetry.
When the enthusiasm is cold, it will nourish the thirsty new house.
If you are still opinionated in the face of optimism,
Turn encouragement into poetry.
When you are depressed, seize the opportunity to change direction.
If discontent still occasionally causes anger and excitement,
Let persistence become poetry.
When love withers, I firmly believe in the dazzling light of youth.
If sadness is always hidden in inseparable loss,
Turn generosity into poetry.
When life dies, we will remember the splendor of the years.
If sadness is difficult to express the power of moving,
Turn tears into lines.