My flesh and blood are white snowflakes.
I am not an angel,
But I floated down from the sky.
Nobody knows my name,
Nobody asked me about my dreams and my past.
I am naturally fond of peace, meditation and fantasy.
There are also many fantasies and hopes.
My friend is an innocent boy,
Childlike heart is also made of snowflakes, crystal clear and beautiful.
Children always laugh in front of me,
I don't want to see the world cry.
I don't eat fireworks, I don't worry about life,
This is my freedom.
I look at the world,
Never bow for princes.
No one can understand me,
I only ask for understanding, not sympathy.
In the face of praise and cynicism,
I'm just silent in the cold wind.
Some people say that I have no feelings and no thoughts.
No attachments, no joy, no sorrow.
Actually, I have a sentimental heart,
We need comfort, understanding and appreciation.
I live in a cold winter,
I have never seen green grass or red flowers.
But I am satisfied with the world I live in.
Winter is a fairy tale carved with silver and jade.
Although my life is short,
But I like snowflakes flying in the cold wind.
I don't want to spend it alone,
Floating like a cloud.
Although I can only live in dark snowy days,
But I like sunshine and warmth.
Although it will be melted by the sun, I still call for the sun.
Willing to sacrifice his flesh and blood for the sunshine.
I don't have a home,
My flesh and blood are white snowflakes.
Although I am safely guarding one side of the land,
But my heart yearns for the ends of the earth.