If incompleteness dominates life,
Can you still control happiness with your own hands?
Under the brilliant sunshine, only dark shadows are seen,
The four seasons are like being devoured, leaving only coldness.
Helpless people hide in small corners,
Waiting for hope to appear.
If happiness determines destiny,
Will sadness still stay in my heart?
In the dark night, you can see the twinkling stars,
The four seasons bloom like salvation.
Strong people stand in a country of self-confidence,
Creating a happy future.