One Hundred Tragic Memories

Because of dreams, because of hopes, because of the country Cherish my young man, he is like a hibiscus. Because of my grandfather, I had a dream of being a soldier. I have failed before, but because of my dream, I did not give up. Instead, I stood up where I was and kept moving forward. Finally, I succeeded, but this was the first step on the road to my dream. How could I give up easily? Who am I qualified to give up!