My life.

< My life >
By: sfiawong

Young people's dream,
Gradually the line gradually forgets experience,
Also remembered vainly hopes for how many,
Meets the innumerable ways of the world pale to be cool,
Compared to paper thinner human sentiment,
After innumerable setbacks.

May know, I hammer my heart to be iron made;
May know, I turn the surface the copper sheet.
Has succeeded how many!
Disappointed how many?
Early morning sunlight,
Night of after cold,
The star loves the partner moon,
Outside immeasurably deep day.

Did not know what the future will be?
Inside adds black is difficult to ascertain,
Must depend on oneself courage straight to rush?
A night confused,
Still was unable to want to pass.

In the journey also has far?
Unable to restrain the tear gradually full to correct!
I vainly hope for my dream in the past?
Also some how many did hope?
Also some how many did hope?