When the The 2007 bell awakens the sleeping earth to bid farewell to the riverbed of childhood, when life Hongfan rush, reserved to be allowed to enter the youth of the Persian Gulf, and an unparalleled sense of mission agitate my heart. Past the arrogant ignorance and childhood sleep talking, with the passage of time has turned into places in shadow of life, mind gallop in the wisdom of the sky, everything is so fresh new attractive.
Perhaps the impulses of youth with a bit expressive and longing, dreams always showing a bit of ignorance and embarrassment. Ignorant of the signs of trouble in the morning, open your heart, learned the horizon sinking red sun is far far away from us ......
So, I stand at the threshold of youth, gaily to say goodbye Nankeyimeng colorful past, "smartly Looking back over the past years left" to meet the new future with confidence and hope, the youth severed dream blur. Believe that the future is not a dream, I want to write a bold poetry of passion in the sunlight; profoundly moving, pulse with each passing day, Aomi Kuwata earthly; I use a sonorous arms clawed all the way to clusters of thorns , to embrace a brilliant future! Inn standing years, to face the earthly bonds of the disputes, "face up to life masculine and tolerance, and to read rivers surging of waves into a magnificent poem.
So at ease walking with the sun peers, tenacious years of walking in the water. Talk to the heart and strength to benefit the implementation of the earth; seeds of hope lavished vast fields; ideal persistent youth plowing a flash.
"My future is not a dream, I seriously too good every minute." Head to listen to the voice of 2008. Future Forward I summon, shoulder the sacred mission of the times in my shoulder. I no longer wander about in the years of the long history of wandering, let depression sink in pain, waiting too long can not afford just because the years. Fairview future journey covered with numerous swamps and potholes of life requires to own patience textile.
The in the light footsteps sections into the vast journey, I have already read "hard to come by tomorrow. I am convinced: The journey of life is like a magnificent building. The future is at the top, the top of the standing majestically need the bottom of the base solid foundation. I have a sunset evening collection, a precious yellow leaves, each of the branches in the years to pick a bouquet of fragrant flowers, all the way was filled journey of awakening.