A dream came up out of the heart,
And said, “O dear, take hard work for me.”
It welcomes the sufferings, and cried,
Ye knowledge lover, happy has gone for a short time.”
And carried educationally far away,
Crying, “Wait! it is not the age of getting job.”
It said to the dear, “Shout!
Avoid all your inessential elements !”
It touched the body,
And said, “O dear, study and sing.”
And o’er the farms, “O dear,
Your hard work blow; the day is near.”
It whispered to the heart,
“Bow down, and hail the coming pleasure.”
It shouted through the books,
“Awake, O dear! proclaim the hour.”
It crossed a lot of problems with a dream,
And said, “Not yet! in quiet lie.”