There is a song, carrying a lot of happiness and suffering, but from time to time, a few strands of happiness, refreshing. As young people, we sing this song with our youth and place our dreams in our hearts.

As Eileen Chang said, I felt like taking the train. At first, I felt very slow and expectant. Later, I was shocked by its speed and strength. There was some trepidation in anticipation.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to say that this song hides both confusion and longing.

The times dance behind us, and I sit in the walled city of the times and watch the sky. I stood on the tensed staff with one foot, and lived in ecstasy. The golden sunlight outside the window splits the glass into small pieces of happiness and sadness, refracting them into irregular shapes and falling on the composition book.

Zhang Jiexin's cover song is My Future Is Not A Dream. The lyrics of the song say: "Do you bow your head like me in the sun, sweat and work hard in silence..." Now we do, getting up early and going to bed late every day. But this is substantial. Maybe this is the main melody of this song.

Sometimes, they run races for children of their own age. We have learned for nine years, and fought for nine years, just for the June of the third day of the year, we can harvest many fruits. Although I don't know the result, I believe in myself, I believe that I am who I am, and I believe that tomorrow, as long as I work hard, I can reach for the sky!

Many years ago, we just loved singing and children who didn't know how to deal with human accidents when they were squinting in the summer sun. Now, finally, there is a song that needs us to compose and fill in the lyrics.

When this song is finished, I think I will sing this song with my mouth raised in the face of the sun like sunflowers.

This song is an ordinary refueling song. Every moment, the teacher always cares about us selflessly, like a flower blooming under the warm sunshine. The teachers on the platform ignored the sweat on their backs and soaked their clothes. The sweat like floating clouds turned into a colorful sunrise, rendering the sky, just for our dreams to go out of a new world and push us to the road of dreams.

A series of beautiful notes interweave into this song, playing our youth endlessly.

This song, I named it "Junior Three Life".