Author: Weidong
I started from the East China Sea coast.
Traveling thousands of miles at night, like a lonely goose gliding.
Not to mention the crisp autumn, where is the hometown?
Don't say that the night is boundless and you don't know the direction.
Traveling thousands of miles at night, crossing the Central Plains.
Arrive in the Yellow River in the late autumn before the yellow leaves fall.
On the infinite desolate beach of the Yellow River
I became a desolate part of it.