Index finger "believe in the future"
When cobwebs mercilessly sealed my stove.
When the smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty
I still stubbornly smooth away the ashes of disappointment.
Write with beautiful snowflakes: believe in the future.
When my purple grapes turn into tears in late autumn
When my flowers snuggle up to other people's feelings
I still stubbornly use frosted vines.
Write on the desolate land: believe in the future.
Yes! Believe in the future
This is the warmest arm.
Yes! Believe in the future
This is the most charming color.
I want to point my finger at the waves rushing to the horizon.
I want to hold the sea of the sun with my palm.
I shook the morning light-that beautiful and warm pen.
Write with a child's pen: believe in the future.
I believe in the future.
Yes, I believe that people's eyes in the future
Their eyelashes brushed away the dust of history.
Their students have seen through the chapters of the years.
No matter what they think of us carrion.
The melancholy of loss and the pain of failure
Is to give moved tears and deep sympathy.
Or give a contemptuous smile, bitter irony?
I firmly believe that they are interested in our spine
Countless explorations, lost ways, failures and successes.
I will definitely give a warm, fair and objective evaluation.
Yes, I am anxiously waiting for their comments.
Dear friends, believe in the future.
Believe in indomitable efforts
Believe in youth that overcomes everything.
Believe in the fighting spirit that never fails.
Believe in the future, believe in life
The future must be bright.
The future must be beautiful.
Life, always move forward.