Today we are, standing up under the sunshine light, the youngest battlefield.
Today we are, going to walk into the vectorial far place, toward illuminating our world.
For my dream, it alerts my heart warm in the morning every day,
I always tell myself, this road still far away toward the end.
For my dream, I hold my opportunity, express my thinking about -
it still exudes my youngest but full of confidence and competence for you.
All undergoing the stormed distressing and stamina, and nothing for regretting in youth,
All the ideal for the future which conceited, ardor and manic...
Today we are standing up on the youngest battlefield, which is full of prize and confidence in our generation.
Will sprout new hope day, enlighten our sky.
We are dynamic and ambitious, to imbue our nationalism and individualism day in and day out.
When facing despair, avail in the difficult, we still keep contriving in last-minute, to defeat the army and barrier.
When believe that "dripping water wears through a stone", so, under more and more fail, we are never giving up.
Albeit we are no longer young like me now, but we still keep learning just in order to fulfill our mission and dream.
But that all enough, for our young, we must stand up again!