Let me follow in your footsteps.

The silver light on the water is scattered, serene and quiet, only the breeze blows and ripples, and the silver light penetrates through the cracks in the trees, and the shadows on the ground are mottled. I followed your footsteps, walked through the mottled shadows, brushed a little silver light, and wanted to be closer to you.

Because there is you in the distance, I will chase your footprints thousands of miles away, and I will be the most martyred for your footprints, bringing me closer to you.

When the blazing sun shines on me, I will follow your footsteps without hesitation, from sunrise to sunset, from spring to Qiu Lai.

When the gentle sunset shines on the table, the dawn of victory is ahead. I choose to follow in your footsteps and pursue that light.

Come and go are free winds, and people you meet may not meet again. I follow my memory and follow in your footsteps.