Winter takes away the leaves
It is used as nutrient for the growth of branches
Fallen leaves cry
It's not that the branches don't hold back
It is for the coming year to flourish
The night took away the sun
Rob every inch of light from the earth
The earth is helpless
It's not that the sun doesn't love her people
There are also stars and moons on the shoulders
You spread your hands
You stare at your own face
Panic yourself being left with nothing
Then open the heavy bag
The heart dances between the lines
Eyes twinkled
Walk through the narrow passage of the black rays
Split the dark fate
The air is free and fresh
Three years, five years, eight years or more
Hope is always there
Guide yourself
Illuminate others as well
You have to be convinced
The flower of hope will always bloom in the heart
You can have a good life
It can also have everything wonderful
Everything depends on your own choices
Qingtongxia Town Community Drug Rehabilitation Center: Wang Chao