At that moment, I raised my horse, not to beg for happiness, but to wait for your arrival and ask for this poem and song.

"At that moment, I raised my horse, not to beg for blessings, but to wait for your arrival;

On that day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant fog of the temple and suddenly heard you recite the true words in the Buddhist scriptures;

That month, I shook all the prayer tubes, not to cross, but to touch your fingertips;

That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not to see, but to keep your warmth;

I went to the mountains that time, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road. "

-Cangyang Jiacuo

Singer Zhang Yong's voice is like the spring water of the snow-capped mountains in Tibet. It is pure and transparent and flows into our hearts. For people who have lived in a noisy world for a long time, it is really like a spring on a snowy mountain. The more you drink, the more you want to drink.