the wealth of youth,
pointing out the mountains and rivers,
inspiring words,
worrying about the country and the people ...
The long river of years has drowned the passion,
the vicissitudes of life have sealed the blood,
daily necessities have crowded out the fantasy,
and wealth has also been consumed,
Today, you are
a little sophisticated when you are mature,
follow the situation and go with the flow;
There is a bit of laziness in being capable,
I am tired of coping and suffer from loss;
There is a lot of helplessness in success.
You are insincere and helpless.
May my pen
compose a song of youth for you,
rekindle the years of burning passion,
awaken the sleeping soul,
relive the old dreams and
bring warm memories.
Although you can't start all over again,
at least help you find
self-esteem, self-confidence and self.
Even if it is a flash in the pan,
it is also colorful;
Even if a meteor passes by,
it can shine with the brilliance of life.
Under the ideal sky,
sing the lofty sentiments of life.