Cycling and Dreams

My childhood dream,

Always yearning to ride a bicycle,

Look at the outside world.

In the eyes of adults,

My dream,

It's so absurd.

Remember me back then,

I always like to ride the bike my father bought me,

Wandering around.

Playing with friends is also a pleasure.

Remember me back then,

Fantasizing using my little bike,

Walk through the streets and alleys.

My parents ridiculed my unrealistic dreams,

I said my parents don't know much about me at all.

Remember me back then,

When my parents took my bike,

After delivering the person,

I cry and make noise,

Jumping and shouting,

But my parents put me aside,

Completely ignore me.

Although bicycles give away people,

The ideal in my heart has not yet been extinguished.

Years later,

After buying a new bike,

My ideals have once again occupied my mind.

I know,

Once you have a dream, you must go and realize it.

Riding a bicycle for a trip,

This dream,

I will definitely achieve it!