I used to be from a low-income family and had nothing.
Relatives ridicule, neighbors bully, everyone can step on me.
Suffered all the cold looks and tasted the warmth and coldness of human relationships.
At that moment I finally understood:
The poor are bullied, the weak are ridiculed.
In this life, I will no longer tolerate or bow my head.
From the mud, climb to the top step by step.
For those who once looked down on me, I will make you look up to me.
Those who have bullied me, I will make you regret it.
Look at me, Chen Chen,
So what if I get the cold shoulder?
Still climbing all the way from the mud to the top, making it impossible for anyone to climb!
