Trying to get out of the pressure.

Yes grows no place
Uses keep propagating
Often it is trapped
But always get up quickly

Not a few people who hate him
But he still grows perfectly
Sometimes the wind makes him waving
Down.
As if forcing him to sit down
Invites us to keep the spirit.

He is a very powerful being
Though the world thinks we are gone.

But rise up with a burning fire and a burning fire.
Like weeds that are always neglected
But still grow without a decision.

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