I, those who do not have lanneret is strong and vigorous, light spirit of Xi Yan, also do not have cypress dark green neck of Chang Lucang, but what I won't envy, I have my dream. I want to sing a song, belong to the song with unripe people on one's own side, make the song of excessive for ideal.
我，没有雄鹰的矫健，西燕的轻灵，也没有柏的常绿苍的苍颈，可我不会去羡慕什么，我有自己的梦。我想唱首歌，属于自己人生的歌，为理想引亢的歌。
I won't yock of express “ Yang Tian goes out, my generation is the lofty ideal lofty sentiments of ” of person of bitter fleabane Hao, also “ of won't light Ling searchs look for to look for, cold and cheerless, the distracted anxious affection of ” of deplorable Qi Qi. I have my nature, I have my song.
我不会抒发“仰天大笑出门去，我辈岂是蓬蒿人”的壮志豪情，也不会轻呤“寻寻觅觅，冷冷清清，凄凄惨惨戚戚”的怅惘愁情。我有我的性格，我有我的歌。
I am very insignificant, as a brook between hill, although do not have Jiang He surfy, but I have aquatic, fish photograph companion. Sing loudly the song that collects the sea, way is hard perhaps, perhaps formidably sorching summer, but the courage that I admire myself, cherish the feeling of pursuit. The song because of the dream is in again process, did not leave accipitral mark like the sky, but it ever volant strike sky.
我很渺小，如同山间的一条小溪，虽然没有江河的波涛汹涌，但我有水草、鱼儿相伴。高唱汇入大海的歌，也许路途艰难，也许敌不住炎炎夏日，但我欣赏自己的勇气，珍惜追求的感受。因为梦想之歌重在过程，就像天空未留下鹰的痕迹，可它曾展翅搏击天空。
I am very common, do not have the larynx of day of Lai Zhiyin, but I have contented libretto and melody.
我很普通，没有天赖之音的喉，但我有充实的歌词与曲调。
The spring of wind He Rili, I take volley of tender bud new branch, lark, 1000 violet 10 thousand red nature new condition;
风和日丽的春天，我拍下嫩芽新枝、百鸟齐鸣，千紫万红的自然新景；
The Xia Ye that composition of cool breeze Xu comes to, the cicada below my collection collect cries and the concerto of frog sound;
清风徐作文来的夏夜，我录辑下蝉鸣和蛙声的协奏曲；
Fall flower the autumn that fly violently, I am picked up have a withered part of a historical period, write down the poem that grow, in the memory that collect carefully has a bumper harvest;
落英纷飞的秋季，我拾起一片枯叶，写下成长的诗篇，珍藏有丰收的记忆中；
Silver-coated wintry day, I rise an ingle, surround with family warmth sit, those who move toward a hope year.
银装素裹的冬日，我升起一盆炉火，与家人温馨围坐，走向希望之年。
Accompanying the four seasons, cease the joys and sorrows of life that flavour grows, I knew the song of my distinctive dream, you have penates of your 10 thousand be linked together, he has lofty sentiments of his lofty or bottomless, but I have little bridge running water, clear spring bright moon.
伴着四季，休味成长的酸甜苦辣，我懂得了我独特的梦想之歌，你有你的万贯家财，他有他的万丈豪情，可我有小桥流水，清泉明月。
Need not the praise highly of the room debases him, sing oneself song, make lingering sound whirly in cool breeze, believe oneself, my song is the most beautiful song.
无需房间的推崇贬低自己，唱自己的歌，让余音在清风中回旋，相信自己，我的歌是最美的歌。
When the success, I enjoy successful pleasure, also admire oneself inadequacy; When failure, what I enjoy myself is pungent, more those who admire oneself is tenacious. Want to sing beautiful song, should practice more assiduously, those who pursue a dream is boundless in road, the silent pray side the sea that learns penguin to stand in vast anything but longs for the advent of the opportunity. I can resemble Cang Ying same, turn over frisbee to come back ceaselessly in capacious sky, clinging pursuit, sing beautiful song.
成功时，我享受成功的快乐，也欣赏自己的不足；失败时，我享受自己的苦痛，更欣赏自己的顽强。要想唱出美丽的歌，应该更加刻苦练习，追求梦想的漫漫途中，决不学企鹅站在浩瀚的大海边静静的祈盼机会的来临。我会像苍鹰一样，在广阔的天空不断翻飞盘旋，执著追求，唱出美丽的歌。(文/朱怡佳)