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"Who fights with the front" original poem

There is no reason to forge ahead,

How many people have awakened in the storm,

Unfulfilled dreams to stick to,

How many people are shaking again.

Knowing that the road ahead is unbalanced,

Why promise yourself the sacred,

In the end, I still feel so majestic,

Cry and sell cuteness in the dark of night.

Be loyal to your own autumn wind,

Sometimes it always feels useless,

No regrets about the choice of heartbeat,

Where are your ascetics today?

It's all the best option.

Who cares about the scenery along the way,

Do not expect the Savior to appear,

The path to take is up to you.

People laugh at me and I must be crazy,

I let others really not understand,

Don't be sarcastic about the future you don't understand,

Because I'm just what I'm sure I can do.

It is said that there are many difficulties on the road to entrepreneurship,

But I'm still going against the wind,

Undaunted by the fiddling of difficulties and obstacles,

The other side of the dream who fights with the front.

What I say really you have to listen to,

Because no one listens to you,

You only have to hold on silently,

Stick to your original intentions.

The road is too far and I will rush forward,

Because I firmly believe in the dream in my heart,

As long as the wind and rain are firmly in common,

Fear the wind and sand in your way.

Everything is a floating cloud,

Everything is an illusion,

I dare to challenge myself strongly,

Whoever is on the road ahead!