Author: North Island
Mean is the passport of the mean,
Nobleness is the epitaph of noble people.
Look, in the golden sky,
Full of twisted reflections of the dead.
The ice age is over,
Why is there ice everywhere?
The Cape of Good Hope was discovered,
Why did Qian Fan compete in the Dead Sea?
I came into this world,
Just paper, rope and numbers,
Before the trial,
Read those condemned voices.
Tell you what, world,
I don't believe it!
Even if you have a thousand challengers under your feet,
Then count me as 10 1.
I don't believe the sky is blue,
I don't believe in the echo of thunder;
I don't believe that dreams are false,
I don't believe in death without retribution
If the ocean is destined to burst its banks,
Let all the bitter water pour into my heart;
If land is destined to rise,
Let mankind choose the peak of survival again.
New turning points and shining stars,
Filled with the empty sky,
This is a 5000-year-old hieroglyph,
Those are the eyes that people will stare at in the future.