Princess Poem by Wang Qian

The girls without pain can't be princesses,
The roses without thorns can't be beauties,
We must live the life that we are to,
It bores us into a deep unknown hole.

Love what we love,
Do what we do.
Nothing will stop us doing the right things we consider,
Nothing will be forced to let us down.

We are the colourful kites whose thread was dragged by others,
We are insects which hunt for friends in the wet forests.
Trip over,
maybe sometimes.
But sunshine will rain our hearts as usual.
Hesitation can waste our energy cruelly.
Time will throw us away like a bad mother.
Cry means nothing but poor.
No doubt that a child can spit her favourite candy in the ground,
Then a powerful bus crushs on it.
Her dream is broken.

So never spit.
Never.

Dreams mean what you live to,
Perhaps you can't realize it,
But you must hold it tight.
Hold it in your heart,
a clear and nice place.

We are not all genius,
But we are human.
Sticking to the principles that human means.
Don't look back and forth in the obvious point,
Take off the chain and live a free life.
You are what you want to be.
Never could your heart die.

Princess will be you...­