The morning air,
Make everything noisy and complicated during the day.
Become clear and quiet in silence
Except for the cold cry of crickets in the corner
I have been wandering for a long time.
Under the filtration of the night, a little precipitation, a little crystallization.
I always think that the road is measured by hardship and sincerity.
It will make me strong.
Have the power to resist the trauma of life.
However, the alliance of misunderstanding and rights
Self-esteem and resilience were also ravaged and sobbed.
Tears overflow my heart again and again.
But I can't wash away the sadness and loss in my heart.
Life is really not a fairy tale! ?
I am like a water plant that has been drifting for a long time.
Suddenly washed away by the rapids.
The rocks ahead made me stop my tired steps.
Struggled in the water.
Accumulated the interpretation and yearning for life again and again.
I know, in this long autumn night.
There is only a biting cold wind outside the window.
Can accompany me through the lonely journey.
Welcome the new dawn
After last night's lightning, thunder and storm.
Clouds in the east.
There will still be intoxicating light.
Illuminate every dark corner and shadow on the earth.
Believe it, my friend.
Believe in unyielding efforts
It is the ladder of life extension.
Young people who believe in overcoming death.
It pretends to be the scenery of the future.
Believe in the future and love life.