The original text and appreciation of modern poetry, the poem should not be too short, 80 words of appreciation

About the future, about dreams

How many times have I seen the scene in my dream

The cruel and true interpretation before my eyes

Imagination Trying to change the destiny

Awakening from the dream of reality again and again

Wanting to break the shackles of fate

From the hot water to the broad river

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Freedom and destiny, I want to hold it myself

When I firmly grasp the handful in my hand

I see and know the cruel fate

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How will he torture me, with those

love, family and friendships that I don’t want to give up

while I pick up the tears and sweat from the ground

A knife cut into my tired body and sore heart

Forcing me to kneel at his feet obediently

How could it be possible! I am such a woman

Your humble fate

How dare you drive me to enslave me

Raise your lowly head, fate

See how I step on your head, step by step

Step by step, climb up to my future

And my dream will live in my heart