Running forward, facing the cold eyes and laughing at the vastness of life How can we feel our destiny if we don’t go through hardships, it can’t make us kneel down and beg for mercy, even if our arms are covered with blood, keep running with the pride of a child, how can we see the brilliance of life if we don’t persevere to the end It's better to indulge in burning and uncompromising for the beauty in my heart until I grow old