Running Diary

It may have been planned for a long time,

Or you can leave.

A few years ago, it was inaccessible here;

A few years later, there was a huge crowd here.

Here, it is the luck of the old captain;

Here, it is the romantic line of Xiamen network celebrities;

This is the marathon of the future.

In the morning, the sunrise opens the skyline.

Relax your muscles and set yourself free.

I want to:

Push open the door of the world,

Look at the beauty of life.

Autumn is cool,

The sea breeze blows,

Walk slowly with your feet,

Let it travel with its body.

Every part of the body,

From the eyes, nose, lips,

To the hips, legs, soles,

Every pore in the skin,

Swing your hands,

Burning up gradually.

The body is its own temple.

It is dedicated to every unique soul.

Right here and now,

I worship myself,

Let the soul of the runner,

Be happy in this journey of life.