也许，昨天的那场狂风还在，在，                                                                                 默默地灼伤着我那受伤的心灵；
                                                                                         也许，美丽的花儿还没来得及美丽，
                                                                                         就已经凋谢；
                                                                                         也许我苦苦讴歌的诗篇，
                                                                                         最终会给我的心灵留下创伤；
                                                                                         也许我辛勤耕耘的春天，
                                                                                         到秋天依旧是一片荒凉。

                                                                                         我是一个小姑娘，
                                                                                         但我要用我的理想和智慧升起人生的太阳，
                                                                                         我要用我的坚韧和毅力祭祀远方的船桨，
                                                                                         不管我的心情是美丽还是痛苦，
                                                                                         也不管到秋天是繁盛还是荒凉，
                                                                                         我要飞，无论如何我要飞，
                                                                                         我要插上一双美丽的翅膀，
                                                                                         到更远的地方飞翔！                  

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