0 1 "For tomorrow"
Q, in the world
Which little boy?
Who doesn't want to have a brilliant tomorrow?
It's just this world
How can you get everything you want?
Is this life mediocre or extraordinary?
It's actually quite simple.
The road ahead is right in front of us.
The key depends on how we choose
Because God has given us the same love and compassion.
Give us the same wisdom and time limit!
Youth is limited, dreams are infinite.
The key is us.
How to turn limited youth into infinite dreams?
Look, hope is ahead, and dreams are not far away.
The success story depends on how we carry it out.
Perhaps, success is tomorrow.
Or maybe it's far away from us!
For tomorrow
In my heart, it can be realized inside.
Today, we must abandon greed.
Chase after tomorrow with our efforts and sweat.
No matter how difficult the road ahead is.
As long as we persevere and forge ahead.
Then we will.
The future is boundless and the road is boundless!
02 "Welcome to the Bright Dawn"
It is a star that shines forever.
This is a rose, it always blooms,
It is a dragon, it must be able to fly,
It is a swan. It always flies.
The journey is long,
The wind and frost of life,
Will ultimately depend on perseverance and confidence,
Into the fragrance of life.
Strong combat capability,
The stimulus of development,
Will eventually belong to those who have the will,
Play a wonderful movement.
Spread your flying wings,
See where you're sailing,
On this cold night,
Greet your brilliant dawn.
03 benpao
At night, I was your loyal watchman.
Lying in your arms,
Looking at the beautiful light in the sky,
There is incomparable magic hidden in the twinkling stars.
I imagined flying close to them,
Hoping to touch their faces,
It's like falling into a dream paradise.
However, I will betray you at night.
Your generous heart is restrained,
Your god's eyes are dim,
Your well-meaning police strategy has failed,
Your tolerant mind is narrow.
You are their accomplice and my enemy.
I will hate you forever.
My pain and loyal friendship are hypocritical;
I am very sad, sincere feelings are cruel.
The forest is also quiet,
Through the thick branches and leaves,
Moonlight poured down from the class boat,
Shine like pearls on the floor.
Birds in the treetops,
Animals in the nest.
Sleep in peace and have the warmth of home.
Still dreaming beautiful dreams.
It is really a literary mind, a harbor of happiness.
I envy their happiness;
My pain, my loneliness.
Homeless me, running alone.
Dare not shout, for fear of waking them up.
They'll stare at me with vicious eyes,
Or look at me contemptuously,
It seems that countless needles have pierced my skin,
Weak will is like a broken tile.