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You are the waves lapping the backbone of the earth, waiting for their responseYou are the splash that enriches the vitality of the sea, waiting for their returnYou are the sun shining on all things in the world, waiting for their happinessYour beliefs are so firm and your goals are so pureYou move forward desperately, forgetting the goal of everythingIn the end, the laurels of the loser are still left to youThe world is indeed so unfair, the plot has long been decidedFor this inevitable result, why bother to hit the head and break the bloodHow does your heart think, my distant boy?Faith, the belief in the persistent pursuit of goalsI, don't want to regret itI want to tell myself that I fought for that outcome that has already been decided
You are the waves lapping the backbone of the earth, waiting for their responseYou are the splash that enriches the vitality of the sea, waiting for their returnYou are the sun shining on all things in the world, waiting for their happinessYour beliefs are so firm and your goals are so pureYou move forward desperately, forgetting the goal of everythingIn the end, the laurels of the loser are still left to youThe world is indeed so unfair, the plot has long been decidedFor this inevitable result, why bother to hit the head and break the bloodHow does your heart think, my distant boy?Faith, the belief in the persistent pursuit of goalsI, don't want to regret itI want to tell myself that I fought for that outcome that has already been decided