Imitate "I love this land"

If I were a seed,

I should also break through the ground and grow up with weak strength:

This earth covered with hard rocks

This helps me grow.

This encouraged my sunshine on land.

Wet soil wraps me and protects me.

-Then, I broke out.

Strong roots are buried deep in the soil that once protected me.

Why is there always firmness in my eyes?

Because I experienced the suffering of growing up.