Singing: Shen Qing
Guitar: Sun Di
Harmony: Black Duck Choir
The bloom of youth makes me tired but I don't regret it.
The rain and snow in the four seasons make me ecstatic but haggard.
Soft wind, soft dreams, soft morning light.
Light clouds and light tears, light years.
(tangled clouds, tangled tears, tangled morning)
Lost wind, lost dreams, lost years)
With the joy of wandering, I will never come back.
When I was young, no one raised the bitterness of homesickness.
I want to snuggle up in every golden sunset.
Every transparent dewdrop washed away my sadness.
I met her in full bloom in the distant spring.
Full of dazzling brilliance, like a beautiful fairy tale.
Allow me, song for you. I can't sleep every night.
Allow me to cry for you. I can fly freely in tears.
The sky in my dream is very big, and I am lying under your eyelashes.
There were many days in my dream, but I began to want to go home.
I will bury all my songs on that blue hillside.
Waiting for the day when they become world legends.