Children playing in the ground are so pleasing to see,
For anticipation and faith in their hearts is what others used to flee.
But a teenager like me is similar to a dehydrated stone,
Journeying in the street, trying to shine in the shore.
I’m a precious diamond, a thriving trunk of a real tree,
Who wants to move out and work for my unselfish reverie!

Even we swim and dive on the seas, all we can see there is the source of life, which is water.
Though we dig the land until we became tired, still the soil will teach us which is the right manner.

Because it is God who made this perfect world of humanities,
That’s while individuals should try to build their magnificent dignities.
Labor, Politics and Society is what preponderance of us seeks for,
Instead of Love, Camaraderie and Morality which is our ancestor’s weapon before.

Is hope still there in the hearts of everybody?
If the old is cowardly giving the task to the youth who is not ready!
Is it only you, oh! Youth! The one should I blamed?
Or it’s you who is old! The group should I trained?
It is erroneous, oh! My dear neighbor! For all of us are highly in need,
For me, you, they and everybody must unite to redeem the hope on the seed.