Why the dreams in my childhood
Are shining like a crystal ball  under the sunshine
Among the changeable lights
What does it tell
All of a sudden, it falls into the wind
And then goes with the wind
So all the things we can do are silence

Today we begin to know
The words called promise and permanence
Are just like a bouncing ball
That can fall and rebound all the time
Let’s keep on going ahead
And enjoy the views on our way
Then we will get the colorful ball---- Crystal Bouncing Ball