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The Religion of Life

Do not tell me, living only for mourning, Life is nothing more than an empty dream. Do not tell me, our soul is just for weeping. We see with the naked eyes, it is nothing more than a misunderstanding. Life is real, life is dynamic, The goal of life is not to die, We are the clay, and relied on the ground. It can not be the end of our soul. Our destiny is not just for us to enjoy happiness and sorrow? Today, we'll take this tomorrow, Our lives are not only to stay bitting the soil with our mouths. Why are we going back to the past again and again? Many of our responsibility, but time is short, Our hearts are so brave and srtong, That's why we won't keep them aloof. The meaning of life is to survive through struggling. The meaning of life is not to bow, The meaning of life is not as like as animals remain silent. The meaning of life is not to run away from the battlefield winding trail. Depending on the future, we don't survive, Let burry the past in the past, We can't let present to be in vain. Let us go forward with the present.

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