Don't tell me in sad poems,
Life is just a dream! ——
A sleeping soul is dead,
The truth of the matter is different from the appearance.
Life is real, life is real!
Its destination is not a barren grave;
You are not dust, but you will return to dust.
This has nothing to do with the soul.
Our destiny, our path,
Not happiness, nor pain;
This is action, every tomorrow,
Than before today.
Art is eternal, time flies,
Our hearts, though brave and firm,
Still like a deep drum, it is
Walk to the grave with sorrow and joy.
On the vast battlefield of this world,
In this camp of life,
Don't be like those cows that have been driven away.
Be a hero in battle!
Don't rely on the future, no matter how charming it is!
Let the past be buried forever!
Take action, now is the time!
Conscience is in your heart, and God is on your head!
A great man's life shows us:
We can live a noble life,
When you die,
Footprints in the sand.
Maybe we have a brother,
As long as you walk in the solemn ocean of life,
The ship sank, and in despair,
You will see this footprint and cheer up.
So, let's get up and do it,
Be brave to any fate;
Keep forging ahead, keep pursuing,
Learn to work and learn to wait.
Longfellow, American poet