Poppy, so enchanting and fragrant.
Let the young heart be full of fantasy.
The result was a nightmare.
Poppy, so fresh and fragrant.
Let the young heart dare not look at each other.
The harvest is lost and sad.
Be careful, son.
Don't be confused and confused by the charm of flowers.
Life has a direction worth pursuing.
Don't worry your loving parents.
Don't let a family and the whole society be full of melancholy.
Drugs are shocking.
How much youth has fallen because of you.
How many parents cry for you with tears in their eyes.
Drugs are chilling.
How many lives have passed away silently because of this.
Many families have lost hope since then.
Turn around, son.
Good times will not be desolate in memory,
Summon up your hopes and let your dreams fly again.
The prodigal son can swim through the vicissitudes of his parents when he returns.
The whole society is calling for the return of your hearts. Go home.
Maybe you won't be shaken by the destruction of your family,
Maybe the separation of wife and children won't make you realize.
But,
Please stop,
Listen carefully to the cry of every miserable life:
Life is priceless, cherish life;
Drugs are ruthless, cherish life!
Maybe the destruction of countless innocent lives can't sober you up,
Maybe the cruel fate of countless people doesn't surprise you.
But you have to calm down,
Listen to the advice of the god of fate:
If you keep taking drugs,
You'll only get hurt,
It will only be your family!
Dying ants,
As long as there is breath,
Will persistently fight against fate to the end,
Lost people,
Ignorant people,
So can you,
Can also be on the right path,
As long as you fight drugs to the end,
Life will be brighter and brighter!
Stop taking drugs!
Don't let tiny lives continue to be sacrificed innocently!
Only you are hurt!
People,
From now on,
Cherish life!