"Cui Wei Yin"
Cuiwei is deep and half sloping in the mountains, half industrious and half leisurely. Desperately strive for spring flowers full of trees, and accept fate with the flowing water.
The sun and the moon pass like a shuttle, and the sun and clouds are like a dream. Youth burns into splendor, and youth turns into dust.
The years are fleeting, and it is difficult to boast about the passage of time. In the end, success or failure depends on who asks, and time is speechless.
"Xingxiangzi: Sigh of Time"
The years have passed, and the flow has not stopped. Looking at the world, there are all kinds of things. Strive for ambition and accept fate silently. There are dreams chasing the wind, sweating dripping, and full of ambition.
Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle. Cherish your youth, don't lose your age. Rush to work hard, and the consumption is increasing. I wish to have no regrets, no regrets, and no stops.
"Man Jianghong: Time Travels"
Half a lifetime of struggle is like a dream, and half a lifetime of ups and downs are determined by heaven. People are divided into two different roads, and they fight for their lives in time and days.
Youth is half-burned and half-wasted, and the years are silent and frightened. In the end, success or failure is no matter what it asks, time is silent but it will prove.
Those who fight are as ambitious as iron, do not accept their fate, and their ambitions are intensified. Those who grab the time, walk like the wind, do not consume days, and the more outstanding the work.
Half a year of youth, the flame is high, not wasted, and the light is getting brighter. The years are long, the person is over, ask about the future, and the heart knows itself.
Life is varied, half brilliant and half cold. Who will become what kind of person in the end, time is silent but the judgment will be determined.
"Like a Dream: A Variety of Life"
Half of them are desperately striving for progress, and half of them are resigned to their fate. Rushing time and time-consuming, youth. Whoever asks, who asks, how can the years be hidden.