Ode to youth
In the warm wind season, the sky is as clear as washing.
Catkin flying all over the sky, falling on the quietly budding earth.
Life crawls in the soil like earthworms.
Bursts of music flowed smoothly from room to room.
The sports field of young people is full of vigorous steps.
Young man, we have an unchanging oath.
Young people, we will firmly look further.
At the starting line,
From the moment we stand firm, we are doomed to chase the rising sun.
Thunderstorm drums sounded and dancing red flags fluttered with the wind.
A firm and confident face.
Waiting for the dawn of victory
Grab that drop of sweat, and there is no end to the sea.
Glittering and translucent crowded in the eye socket.
At this moment of flowers and applause.
Dreams are like a breeze.
Floating into the heaven of the soul
Dreams are like a white cloud.
Turn into a drop of rain and fall into the sea.
Shocking and magnificent
In (someone's) dream
Have long-lost hopes and dreams
In (someone's) dream
There is a youthful figure that has been neglected for many years.
Since we have chosen the path of life, youth has decided it.
Youth is doomed to struggle and impermanence after our choice.
Youth, since it has been chosen, has ushered in hardships.
Youth, after our choice, becomes splendid.