The eagle fights the sky and flaps its wings to fly high; the waterfall cascades down thousands of miles, as agile as a dragon; the petrel sings loudly, majestically. Don't ask how far the distance is. As long as we use the blood of youth to set a high goal for ourselves, even if we can't achieve it, life will become rich and fulfilling because of this kind of wind and rain. The blue sky is originally wide, and the world is originally big. As long as we keep surpassing, constantly challenging ourselves, and keep heading for the distance, even if the distance is forever far away, something will be born, and its name is miracle.
