The Pioneer

Take a brush touch her eyelashes

Make it dreamy colorful

Whatever she sees whatever she feels

Always would be beautiful

Give her the wings of thoughts and dreams

Give her the sky to fly

Make her a kite in the boundless world

Let her fly too high

But the faith on her roots

But the faith in ancestors

Would make her strong dignified one

To reveal the pearl from oysters

You are the mother you are the father

You are the pioneer of a younger one

Bear the torch-lit the lamp

And help her to go further alone.