On the ancient Silk Road,
Huma rode the waves, accompanied by wind and sand.
The vast grassland, the endless sky,
It is the stage where they run, and it is also the destination of their souls.
In this troubled world, Huma can also bloom.
They cross thousands of mountains and rivers, and are not afraid of hardships and hardships.
Under the scorching desert sun, they hissed freedom;
In the breeze of the grassland, they gallop their dreams.
Even in the face of adversity, they always hold their heads high, because they know that only they can make themselves happy.
And we, in this complicated world, are not horses and horses?
We travel through the sea of people, we chase our dreams, and we write our own stories with sweat and tears.
Sometimes, we are trapped by difficulties and feel helpless and lost;
But as long as we face it bravely and move forward firmly, we can find our own grassland, that sky.
So, let us be like Huma, in this troubled world, to bloom our own chapter.
Let us use our own strength, our own enthusiasm, and our own beliefs to create our own happiness and pursue our own happiness.
Because in this world, no one can stop us from pursuing joy and happiness.