For young, we embrace the hope, like the wings as the wind kite, as long as we ran faster and faster, kite will over the high, hope is more and more high, high enough to despise everything, high across the clouds, the envy of evil spirit every cloud of tourists. We have a plenty of foot stronger, even if he was on the road trip on stones, injured in the bones and muscles pain, we had no fear, with the hand a shine pain, tap out of the dust of the body, and fought back that a pain, keep walking! At that time we imagine himself has become an eagle, the more the storm arrives, the more we want to scream 1, then rushed to the clouds!!!!!
We keep moving, all the way to hear the cheers, see the beautiful scenery of the immaculate. The way how beautiful ah, a spring flower your moon, have the morning dew with sunset. We gathered pace, the sprint in the field, through many tall buildings in between, fertile soil in the sweat profusely, mountain forest sown seeds in between, face the society's saying the filled with blood.
We feel is eternal, everything is eternal. Spring we feel the heat of the early spring breath, full of energy, body buried seed bursting with positive force, breaks through the thick NiCeng, bathed in the spring breeze, In summer we can look up the heat of the sun, because we just let people hide the shadow of the leaves, facing the sun, at the earth; Autumn we immersed in the joy of harvest, a self-described us proud of the achievements, we can follow the autumn wind fly to any a need our place; In the winter, we not snow blew, windy, believe that he is not cold snow knocked out, can not afraid to stand in the open the snow shout at top of voice: let the storm come more fiercely!!!!
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