A sleeping soul is dead, and the truth and appearance of things are different.

Life is real! Life is real! Its destination is not a barren grave.

You are dust, and you will return to dust. This has nothing to do with the soul.

Our destiny is not to enjoy or suffer;

But action, every tomorrow; Today is a step further than before.

Art is eternal, time flies, and our hearts, though brave and firm;

Still like a muffled drum, it goes to the grave with sorrow and joy.

In the vast battlefield of this world, in this camp of life;

Don't learn from those dumb animals that are driven away by people, but be a hero in battle!

Don't rely on the future, no matter how charming it is! Let the past be buried forever!

Let's go! Use the time now! Conscience is in your heart, and God is on your head!

The life of a great man tells us that we can live a noble life.

And when you leave this world, leave footprints in the sand of time;

Maybe we have a brother sailing in the solemn sea of life,

The ship sank. When you are desperate, you will see this footprint and cheer up.

So, let's get up and do it! Be brave to any fate;

Keep forging ahead and pursuing, learn to work and learn to wait.

Agree to the first floor

I am a sixth-grade student and have learned this text! ! ! ! ! ! ! !