The opening paragraph of the song swings in a song title.

Wave a hand

Singing: Wang Feng

A westerly wind blowing through the wheat fields

Knocked down the wall of memory.

Wave the sunset glow and get drunk.

Which of your poetic faces?

Clover and robin

Chrysanthemums and broken stars

Fall on the road with a confused fragrance

Do you see me standing by the road?

Wave you away silently.

You know, right now,

Wave gently.

A heart was buried.

Wave a hand

Wave the prodigal son back

Jump into the bed of blood and bones

Waving tired birds over the pine forest.

Hidden in a broken and collapsed valley.

Blue kites and oak leaves

Dandelion and rhododendron

Fall into heaven with a dissolute infatuation

Do you see me standing by the road?

Wave you away silently.

You know, right now,

Wave gently.

A heart was buried.

Wave a hand

Do you see me standing by the road?

Wave you away silently.

You know, right now,

Wave gently.

A heart was buried.

Do you see me standing by the road?

Wave you away silently.

You know, right now,

Wave gently.

A heart was buried.

Wave a hand