Chapter one: "Behind the Father" under the oil lamp
Like the aperture of a firefly.
Tie an old graphic
There is a totem embroidered under the needle tip
Dedicated to flying life in the dark.
Father's snoring in the middle of the night
Respond to ardent dreams.
Under the traction of the mountain wind
I'm tired of revisiting the fields.
Perched in the mother's sight
Dawn stir-fried from the iron pot.
The delicious food witnessed the passing of time.
The emotion of baking is integrated into the details of life.
In the child's sleep.
Father went out again with a burden on his shoulder.
Chapter 2: "Bury love in your heart" inadvertently
father
I became a father, too
We have a festival in June.
You are not familiar with it.
Let me propose a toast to you.
3255 degrees
I'm here in the mountain city
You are in a mountain village.
According to your temper
Blessing is speechless.
For example, you fly around with a bullwhip.
A whoosh
We drank this glass of wine.
Fuck you, father
Let alcohol burn in our blood.
It's like you put seven children
It hurts like an adult.
Fuck you, father
Let's maintain your quality.
Bury love in your heart
in life
brief and clear
Calm; calm
Chapter III: Father Everyone is a writer.
Left a book.
A life written with footprints.
Footprint is a word.
A few footprints are one word.
A string of footprints is a sentence.
The footprint along the way is a book.
I know that my father's works are full of bitterness and sweat.
But I believe this is a sweet memory.
Because he has children with him.
Now wherever I drift,
I can't forget my nostalgia.
Stay in the smoke
Stay in the treetops of the village.
In my father's footprints.
One mountain and one water embodies my father's deep affection.
Every grass and tree reflects his father's care.
Callous hands
What holds up is a brilliant tomorrow.
Father's footprints
Witnessed my growth
My flying dream
It's the direction my father looks at.
The mountain is high and the water is long-it's a long way
My father has been with me all my life.
There is no need to say a thousand words.
May the parents in the world
Spend the spring and autumn safely
Chapter four: Unwilling to accept good words before "repaying one's life".
Never know if I should care.
I have been complaining in my heart.
Bind my freedom
It turns out that this road is full of gaps.
Not really.
Father always has no complaints.
Drive away the countercurrent
I wish I could recall everything now.
I have seen through yesterday's love.
However, the return is never enough.
There is no end to my dedication.
No matter how hard it is.
There is no end to my dedication.
Laughing leisurely, talking about happiness and sadness.
There is no end to my dedication.
It won't leak if it's far apart.
There is no end to my dedication.
How can I repay you even if I spend my whole life?
Why don't you rebel and take a step back?
Why go far?
Misunderstandings are always unintentional.
It is even worse.
Chapter 5: "My Old Father" Think about your back.
I find it very difficult.
Touch your hand
I feel difficult.
Unconsciously, your sideburns have grown white hair.
Quietly, you have wrinkles around your eyes.
My old father
My favorite man.
There are ten points in the sweetness of the world, and you only tasted three points.
As your child, I haven't done enough in my life.
Please be my father in the next life.
Listen to you.
I took over my confidence.
Look into your eyes
I saw love.
Young and old, you hold filial piety in your hand.
No matter how hard and tired, everyone has a warm face.
My old father
My favorite man.
There are three points in the bitterness of life, but you eat ten points.
As your son and daughter, I haven't done enough in my life.
Please be my father in the next life.
My old father
My favorite man.
There are three points in the bitterness of life, but you eat ten points.
As your child, I haven't done enough in my life.
I'll prove it to you. You will be my father in the next life.
My old father
Chapter 6: "Father, you are the sea." If you are the sea,
Just let me ride on the wings of seagulls
Kiss the clouds in the blue sky
Cut out a glow.
Draw the blueprint in your heart.
If you are the sea
Please let me board this long-distance ship.
I will play with fish.
Will put your expectations and my helplessness
Fold a windsurfing board that breaks the waves and winds.
All the obstacles disappeared in the distance between the sea and the sky.
Titus' singing will not be the paradise to pursue.
On the coast of the new world
I must sow the seeds of your hope.
Whether there are leaves or not tomorrow.
I am the daughter of Hai.
Your ocean will always be full of affectionate expectations.
Windy days
Your strong arms
Entrust me to the vast vault to receive the sunshine.
Even if you disappear into smoke.
Wider than the sea is the sky.
Bigger than the sky is your heart.