That was more than ten years ago,
I ran along the red street,
I ran to the wilderness in the suburbs, screaming,
Later, I lost my key.
Heart, painful heart,
I don't want to wander anymore,
I want to go home,
Open the drawer, look through my childhood photos,
Also look at the one sandwiched in the page.
Emerald clover
In addition,
I also want to open the bookcase,
Take out a Heine ballad,
I'm going on a date,
I held the book in front of her,
As my message to the blue sky
A signal of love.
All this,
All these beauties cannot be achieved,
China, I lost my keys.
Oh, my God, it's raining again.
My keys,
Where are you lying?
I think the wind and rain have corroded you,
You are rusty.
No, I don't think so,
I will stubbornly look for it,
I hope to find you again.
The sun,
Have you seen my keys?
May your light,
Warm and shining for it.
I walked on this vast field,
I followed my heart's footsteps,
All that's lost,
I've been thinking about it.