In the Bohai Sea, I am a grain of sand.
I am hidden in the vast sea of people. I have neither a soft body nor a bright eyes, but I have an enterprising heart, a dream like water, and a lofty ideal. I firmly believe that there is a poem in the belly.
I don't want to follow the crowd. In "Unselected Roads", Frost wrote: "There are two roads in the yellow woods, but unfortunately I can't get involved at the same time." "And I chose a lesser one, which has determined my life. The road." Only in the masses, I became a real ordinary person. I don't want to go to other vulgar old ways and go to the same vulgar life as others. While stealing others, they also denied themselves.