As if just breaking free from the memories,

Like a dream, I look forward to the world of the future.

I don't know what lies in this world,

Maybe that's the beginning of a human being,

I don't know what is blooming in this world,

Maybe that's the beginning of success.

In full bloom is hope,

What blooms is fate,

Mixed with the color of youth to go out,

Every step is a dream,

Every step is a memory.

What I have imagined may be reality,

The success I hoped for may be the achievement,

Step out,

Let the fire of self-confidence and hope burn in the oil field of youth,

Plough the abundant seeds.

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