Ask the name of a poem about the poetess "Shu Ting" and write it to a frustrated young man?

Shu Ting

"That's all-answering a young friend's question."

Not all trees

Be broken by the storm;

Not all seeds

Can't find rooted soil;

Not everything is true.

Are lost in the desert of people's hearts;

Not all dreams

Willing to break his wings.

No, not everything.

Like you said,

Not all flames

They will only burn themselves.

Not illuminating others;

Not all stars

It only means darkness.

Don't report the dawn;

Not all songs

It passed by my ear.

Didn't leave it in my heart.

No, not everything.

Just like you said!

Not all appeals went unanswered;

Not everything lost can't be compensated;

Not all abyss is doomed;

Not all destruction covers the weak;

Not all souls can step on the mud under their feet;

Not all the consequences are tears and blood stains,

But I didn't show a happy expression.

All the present breeds the future,

Everything in the future comes from yesterday.

Hope and fight for it,

Please put these on your shoulders.

North Island "Everything"

Everything is fate.

Everything is a cloud of smoke.

Everything is the beginning without an ending.

Everything is a fleeting pursuit.

All happiness has no smile.

All sufferings have no tears.

And the language is repetitive.

All contacts are new.

All the love is in my heart.

All the past is in a dream.

All hope is accompanied by notes.

All faiths groan.

All explosions have a moment of calm.

All deaths have long echoes.