The red sun rises, its path is bright, the river flows out, the vast ocean lurks, the dragon soars into the abyss, the scale claws fly, the tiger roars, the valley is full of beasts, and the young man has his own mad body, like a mountain and river, with a straight spine. I dare to measure the sun and the moon again. Now I am the only young man. I dare to ask the world to test my edge. Who can stop me from overcoming thorns and thorns? The world laughs at me. I strive to live up to my youth. The general has his own achievements, his sky is bright, his ground is yellow, his journey is as long as the sea, and the future is as long as the sun. A young man has his own youthful madness. His body is like mountains and rivers, his backbone is upright, and I dare to measure the sun and the moon again. Today, I am the only young man who dares to ask the world to try. Who can stop me? The sky is high, the sea is vast, and the country is thousands of miles long. The young Chinese people are full of energy and strive to be strong, and they will live up to their youth. They will work hard to be the pillars, and they will live up to their youth. People who don't want to be slaves will build our new Great Wall with our flesh and blood. The Chinese nation has reached its most dangerous time. Everyone is forced to give out the last roar. Get up, get up. We are united and brave the enemy's artillery to advance. Brave the enemy's artillery. Advance, advance. In this world where the ax has split the world, there are people who don't want to be slaves. Here are the full lyrics (official version) of "The Lonely Brave Man" sung by Eason Chan: --- The Lonely Brave Man Singer: Eason Chan Lyricist: Tang Tian Composer: Qian Lei They are all brave. The wound on your forehead, your difference, the mistakes you make, you don't have to hide your worn-out doll, your mask, your self. They say, bring the light to tame every monster. They say, I need to stitch up your wounds. No one loves clowns. Why is it lonely? Not glorious. People are only imperfect and worthy of praise. Who said that people covered in mud are not heroes? I love you walking alone in dark alleys. I love your appearance without kneeling. I love you who have faced despair and refused to cry. I love your tattered clothes but dare to block the gun of fate. I love that you and I are so similar. The gaps are the same. Do you want to go? Do you deserve this tattered cloak? Fight, fight. With the humblest dream, to the sobs and roars in the dark night. Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes. They said that they have to stop your madness. It is like wiping away the dirt. They said that you have to go up the steps, and the price is to lower your head. Then let me not ride the wind. You are also proud, that kind of solitary courage. Who said that those who play ordinary games are not heroes? I love you walking alone in the dark alley. I love your appearance of not kneeling. I love you who have stood up to despair and refused to cry. I love your tattered clothes. But dare to block the gun of fate. I love that you and I are so similar. The gaps are the same. Go. Go. Fight with the humblest dream. Fight with the most aloof dream. To the sobs and roars in the dark night. Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes? Your mottledness is different. Your silence is deafening. You Are The Hero. I love you walking alone in the dark alley. I love your appearance of not kneeling. I love you who have faced despair and refused to cry. I love you from the wilderness. Don't borrow anyone's light in your life. You will build your city on the ruins. Go, go, fight with the humblest dream. Fight, fight with the most lofty dream, to the whimpering and roaring in the dark night. Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes --- [Hey, there are no quiet years, it's just that some people are moving forward with a heavy load. There are no quiet years, there are always people carrying forward the burden. They are all brave. The wound on your forehead, your differences, and your mistakes don't have to be hidden. Your worn-out doll, your mask, your self. They say to tame every monster with light. They say to sew up your wounds. No one loves clowns. Why is loneliness not glorious? People are only worthy of praise for their imperfections. Who says that being covered in mud is not a hero. I love you when you walk alone in a dark alley. I love how you don't kneel. I love that you have faced despair and refused to cry. I love your tattered clothes. But dare to block the gun of fate. I love you so much like me. The gaps are the same. Are you worthy of this tattered cloak? Fight? Fight with the humblest dream. To the whimpering and roaring in the dark night. Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes. They said to stop your madness. Just like wiping away the dirt, they said to go up the stairs. And the price is bowing. Then let me not take advantage of the wind. You are also proud of that kind of solitary courage. Who said that those who play ordinary games are not heroes? I love you walking alone in a dark alley. I love the way you don't kneel. I love you who have faced despair and refuse to cry. I love your tattered clothes but dare to block the gun of fate. I love you and I are so similar. The gaps are the same. Is it worthy to fight with this ragged cloak? Fight with the humblest dream to the sobs and roars in the dark night. Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes? They say that you have to go up the steps and the price is to bow your head. Then let me not take advantage of the wind. You are also proud of your solitary courage. Who said that an ordinary player is not a hero? I love you walking alone in a dark alley. I love the way you don't kneel. I love you who have faced despair and refused to cry. I love your ragged clothes, but you dare to block the gun of fate. I love that you and I are so similar. The gaps are the same. Go, is it worthy of this tattered cloak? Fight, with the humblest dream, to the sobs and roars in the dark night. Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes? Your mottledness is different. Your silence is deafening. I love you walking alone in the dark alley. I love the way you don't kneel. I love that you persisted through despair and refused to cry. I love that you come from the wilderness. I will not borrow anyone's light in my life. You will build your city on top of the ruins. Go, go, with the humblest dream. Fight? Fight with the most lofty dream. To the sobs and roars in the dark night. Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes?
The male protagonist was reborn after taking the college entrance examination, and became a rich man from the World Cup. He started a low-key business and traded stocks in college, and was surrounded by beautiful women.