One
We are all trying to live.
Sometimes it doesn't feel like it exists.
Like a clockwork machine,
Step-by-step work,
Can't show too much emotion yet,
Otherwise the boss will say your emotional intelligence is too low.
Like a ploughing cow burrowing its head in the field,
Even if you stumble upon a hard rock,
You can't show too much emotion,
Otherwise your family will say you are not strong enough.
Like a blindfolded donkey,
Shrouded in dazed, dark fear,
And can't show too much emotion,
Otherwise, it will affect the harmony and stability of the family.
Can only stabilize, hold on, survive,
Happiness is after you have fought for your life,
A wisp of feedback to you.
Two
The heart is in the wind, the wine is in the cup,
The future is on the unknown road.
You'll encounter it on the road,
Disturbing winds, occasional rain,
The love affair that passed by,
Palpitations pop up after forgetting.
How to go?
Instead of appeasement and peace, Gu Su yin endured,
It is better to go to Pingchuan and go with the ups and downs,
Can arrive in the rest of your life
Climb the highest peak with heart
Smiling slightly,
Harvest the light of the sun, the fog rolls open,
Put those good and bad bitters and happy,
A singing rooster is white.
Three
Mother's nagging, father's silence.
The white eyes of relatives, the trampling of children.
The encouragement of the same window, the denigration of colleagues.
Isn't it a good medicine for advancement?
even if
All things are alienated, cause and effect are soaring,
Hot blood clotting, cones of pain in the head,
The will never fails.
The indomitable inheritance of the ancient bloodline,
Only when you are most depressed and miserable,
In order to unleash the power of angels.
Because
There is no turning back in life.