Believe in the Future—Shi Zhi

Questions:

1.Do you believe in the future? Why?

2.What do you think of life in the future?

When cobwebs relentlessly clog my stove ,
When its dying smoke sighs for poverty,

I will stubbornly dig out the disappointing ash,
And write with beautiful snowflakes: Believe in the Future.
When my overripe grapes melt into late autumn dew,
When my fresh flower lies in another's arms,
I will stubbornly write on the bleak earth,
With a dry frozen vine: Believe in the Future.
I point to the waves billowing in the distance,

I want to be the sea that holds the sun in its palm,

Take hold of the beautiful warm pen of the dawn,

And write with a child-like hand: Believe in the Future.

The reason why I believe so resolutely in the future is:

I believe in the eyes of the people of the future,

Their eyelashes that can brush away the ash of history,
Their pupils that can see through the texts of time.

It doesn't matter whether people shed contrite tears,

For our rotten flesh, or our hesitancy, or the bitterness of our failure,

Whether they view us with sneers or deep-felt sympathy,

Or scornful smiles or pungent satire.

I firmly believe that people will judge our spines,

And our endless explorations, losses, failures and successes,
With an enthusiastic, objective and fair evaluation.
Yes, I await their judgement anxiously,

Friends, please let us believe in the future,
Believe in our unbending striving,
Believe in our youth that can conquer death,
Believe in the Future: believe in Life.