Beautiful poetry and prose: Boy without an Umbrella

I am running very hard,

along the winding road,

taking heavy steps.

I look at the red sunset in the western sky,

and the peaceful sea,

I know,

I look far away His eyes must be tired and stubborn.

On this lonely road,

Leave the soaring slogans and the noisy crowd far away.

in the back.

I don’t have the capital to stop,

So,

I can only go through ups and downs.

My chest is like a burning flame,

Let it turn cowardice into ashes,

Light the torch of victory.

No matter how tired you are,

you cannot stop.

Standing still is humiliating.

I tried my best to get through that bend,

I saw,

my end,

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It is also the starting point,

I face it with a smile of victory,

This is the sound of nature.

I am a boy without an umbrella.

On rainy days,

I should keep running.

Dragging your bloated body,

Put aside the cowardice of youth,

Always keep running,

Conquer the lonely long distance .

Use sweat and tears to pour out the blooming of blood and tears.

Look at the clear spring,

Look at yourself,

Smile as bright as a flower