i was 90 after i was born chilling when bird flu, the outbreak of sars to enter primary school, into the middle slightly, h1n1 influenza, together with the 5.12 earthquake comes, we, that is 90, the group slowly from the disaster children grow up.
we are full of dreams.
one day, i will fly mysterious light in the blue sky, one day, i will board a scissors-lunge everest towering stern, i went back to expansive pacific ocean and settled down, i will complain and flashing stars, and moonlight conversation. we have endless time and space beyond the imagination, we compared the relations withered vine gloomy tielao living the dream, we will a yellow leaves to chase a dream than the wings, because i was 90, my sky is blue, the most mysterious.
we are also full of tired brain.
a dazzling work books, one by one morning to evening in the shadow, what "abcd", what "ancient proses", and "math", the weight of fragile our breath, but totally up in the night under the glare of lights, you have sweet sleep peacefully, and we, are to "work" you fight it off. window and waves of icy wind blowing, i can not help but play a shivering, a root hair have erected a huge operation to attack the army.
we are full of confidence.
"teacher, this problem i have even better approach road." "ha ha, i must take this test first." "we must win the class competition." this is a unique self-confidence so that we more than others, no doubt, 90 the edge, so we have to move for more than others, the driving force, more full of confidence in facing life's difficulties.
we have a tremendous spirit of solidarity.
"easy to break one chopstick, 10 chopsticks holds together." "no yuli standing who do not want to reach and reach people." yes, to do anything just to help each other, rubbing each other to success uniting in solidarity mutual aid collective of life, we improve the efficiency of a full several times a day can keep yichang happy mood, "the grace of dripping, springs with newspaper." in this harvest to harvest and where the collective, like spring rain general selfless, xia xue generally fresh, autumn generally thorough, general warm winter. we are united, after 90 happy.
let us work hand in hand to create a better world after the fall of 90. we are neat looking at the sky, listening to, is the angel in the words: "i ... ... after that ... ... ... ... 90 "
