The full poems of "Believe in the Future" and "Love Life" by forefinger, thank you.

forefinger of the poet

Believe in the future

When the cobwebs mercilessly sealed up my stove

When the smoke of ashes sighed the sorrow of poverty

I still stubbornly paved the ashes of disappointment

Write with beautiful snowflakes: Believe in the future

When my purple grapes turn into dew in late autumn

When my flowers snuggle up to other people's feelings < P > I want to wave with my fingers.

I want to use the palm of my hand to hold the sun.

The warm and beautiful pen swaying the dawn.

Write with the child's pen: Believe in the future.

I firmly believe in the future.

I believe in people's eyes in the future.

She has eyelashes to open the dust of history.

She has pupils to see through the chapters of the years. The pain of failure

is it touching tears, deep sympathy

or a contemptuous smile and bitter ridicule

I firmly believe that people will give a warm, objective and fair evaluation of our spine

the countless explorations, lost paths, failures and successes

Yes, I am anxiously waiting for their evaluation

friends. Love life >

Maybe my thin body is like a climbing kudzu vine,

I can't grasp the future of my own destiny,

Then please listen to my voice in the bitter wind and rain,

I still whisper repeatedly: Love life.

Maybe after a fierce struggle in life,

I died more peacefully than the lake.

Then please go to the cemetery to find my inscription.

It will still say: Love life.

I'm determined to use pain as a weight,

I have confidence: take life as a balance,

I want to weigh the value of a person's life,

I want future generations to follow my example: love life.

Indeed, I cherish my

winding wild path.

It is through this winding path that I realize such a hard life.

I walked barefoot like a waif,

I deeply felt the hardness of the hard rocks on the way,

Plus the thorns that stood in the way,

I left a blood trail every step.

I walked with my back bare like a beggar,

I knew that the hunger and coldness in the snowstorm in winter,

it was as hot as the poisonous sun in summer,

which made me cherish every trace of warmth a hundred times.

But I have a personality that challenges my fate.

Although I have been frustrated many times, I will never follow it lightly.

I can live tenaciously until now,

because I believe in the future and love life.