I endeavor myself and appreciate myself

For what I have been through, you must have been too

Every little steps and sweats along the way reminded me the path you once crossed.

I cherish and happily accept my fate

As I lean back and glance over my childhood living in poverty.

My fate has begun from every walk of life, starting on this new piece of land

The land of opportunity that many others have been dream of

Eighteen years have pass and I’m quietly become mature

Hope to keep fighting for this twisted life

School and family are precious

Time has passed while parents become old for what I value more

I resolve this moment in memory, I couldn’t hope for more

Life becomes more meaningful when love is in the air.