Believe in the future

Believe in the future

Guo Lusheng (pseudonym index finger)

When the spider webs mercilessly sealed my workbases.

When the ashes of the smoke sigh the sorrow of poverty

I still stubbornly paved the ashes of disappointment

Write with beautiful snowflakes: believe in the future

When my purple grapes turn into the dew of the late autumn

When my flowers cling to the feelings of others

I still cling to the frost of the Withered Vine

Write down on the desolate Earth: Believe in the future

I'm going to use my fingers to rush the waves of the sky

I'm going to use the palm to hold the sun's sea

With the warm, beautiful pen of the dawn

Write with the child's handwriting: Believe in the future

I firmly believe in the future

I believe in the eyes of future people.

She has eyelashes that sweep through the dust of history.

She has the pupil who sees through the passage of time

No matter what people do to our rotten flesh.

The sadness of the lost, the pain of failure

Is the tears of affection, deep sympathy

Or a contemptuous smile, a spicy taunt.

I believe that people are about our spine

The countless explorations, the lost, the failures and the successes

will be given a warm, objective and impartial assessment

Yes, I'm anxiously awaiting their assessment.

Friends, believe in the future.

Believe in indomitable efforts

A young man who believes in overcoming death

Believe in the future, love life

Believe in the future