Xu zhimo edition: the gentleness of bowing is the most, like the shyness of a hibiscus that can't be blown down by a cool breeze. When you say treasure, you mean treasure. There is sweet sadness in that treasure. My father is Li Gang!
Pushkin Edition: If life deceives you, don't be sad, my father is Li Gang!
Li Bai Edition: Moonlight in front of the window. My father is Li Gang!
Advertising version: not every glass of milk is Telunsu, and not every father is named Li Gang!
If God can give me a second chance, I will say five words to that girl: "My father is Li Gang".