The majestic posture of the eagle soaring.
The courage to run on a good horse
White clouds are my thoughts.
The long countryside is my demeanor.
Towards that meadow, towards you.
I'm coming, I'm coming ...
I come from winding mountains.
With the breath of the forest, the purity of Shan Ye.
With beautiful legends and simple feelings.
The murmuring stream has my whisper.
The breeze has my expectations.
To the magical place in my dream, to you.
I'm coming, I'm coming ...
I come from the roaring and rushing banks of the Yellow River.
The luggage is full of thick and simple stories.
I have a deep love in my heart.
The surging Yellow River makes me honest and resolute.
The wind and sand in the desert make me crazy.
To the sunny place, to you.
I'm coming, I'm coming ...
I come from the winding Yangtze River.
The backpack is full of high-spirited stalkers.
In my mind, there are thousands of years of Yangtze River customs.
The rolling waves rolled my feelings.
The lighthouse of silence recorded my monologue.
Towards the quiet harbor, towards you.
I'm coming, I'm coming ...
I come from the frozen north of Wan Li.
Take on the heavy responsibility of Lin Hai.
Take the grand mind of Xueyuan for example.
The majestic mountains are my backbone.
The heavy earth is my spirit.
Towards the warm light, towards you.
I'm coming, I'm coming ...
I come from the delicate and beautiful south of the Yangtze River.
Singing a soft and tactful lotus picking song
The absolute beauty of crossing the guqintai.
The rainy season is my long heart.
The gentle evening breeze is my delicate heart.
Towards the dim light, towards you.
I'm coming, I'm coming ...
I come from this end of the crowd.
Holding the most mellow wine, the most true love.
With deep hope, deep waiting.
A gentle greeting contains a thousand words.
Slight concern means sincere concern.
Towards the beautiful rainbow, towards you.
I'm coming, I'm coming ...
I come from the other end of the crowd.
Holding the strongest wine, the truest heart.
Because of the beauty of plot and poetry.
Keenly remind me to convey my thoughts.
Warm entrustment sends my love.
Towards the stars, towards you.
I'm coming, I'm coming ...
I'm here to make an appointment with you.
I'm here to bloom.
Meeting is the most beautiful song.
Meeting is the truest poem.
Friendship is like wine and singing is like the sea.
I came here for that love.
Here I am, making the tide surge.
Fate is the most beautiful picture.
Fate is a classic chapter.
Friendship lasts forever, but true feelings remain unchanged.