words | Xiao Zhuimu
This year is half over, and the journey of relaxation has just begun.
As long as we start, we believe that we will make progress.
The accumulated emotions are dried on the window sill,
Show it to the stars, the sparkling tomorrow
The folded skirt is swaying in the wind,
shuttles among the crowd, with a distinctive brilliance
June has passed, tell us,
this It's just halftime, rehearsals for the preparatory competition
Some people have graduated, it's a long vacation,
Maybe it's the longest, maybe we'll have to wait until next year
The bell rings, the textbooks are put away,
The boy in the backpack, smiling face to the sun
Bicycle and the wind, Faster than anyone else,
the slightly cool air blows past the young crush
The owner of the shop next door gets up very early,
sometimes closes the stall late, but he is very happy to sell out all
fried dough sticks with tofu, pancakes with eggs,
let’s talk a bit In the future, tomorrow is another day.
A literary flower shop, a young man hiding from the rain.
Buying a bouquet of flowers to comfort his friend without an umbrella.
Work slowly, tears are expensive.
I wish you good health and can go home often.
This year is more than half, life is full of seas,
The easy journey has just begun.
Let’s shout loudly together, don’t give up.
Every morning and night.
This year is half way, growing up slowly.
Your wonderful things are destined to be extraordinary.
Let’s shout loudly together, Don't mess around,
will have good luck while you are alive.
