A modern poem with an old yellow childhood photo.

Poverty and suffering of the family

Doesn't mean the whole life.

My childhood

There are also tribes who are happy alone.

I like to look up at the stars alone.

No matter how tired you are at work during the day.

in the evening

I also want to see Beidou.

Count whether a star has landed.

Mom said that one day

There will be a superstar coming to the world

Will come to this world to save our world.

I also want to see the Milky Way.

Did the Weaver Girl and the Cowherd get much closer?

Father said, when two people are still one step away.

The gates of heaven will reopen.

Eternal galaxies will leave new cosmic legends.

I miss the Big Dipper in the sky.

Remember me.

Find me when you reach the earth.

I don't want to stay in this dirty place for another second.

Please take my soul.

No more physical pain.

How I want to live with Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

Even if it becomes a bird on the road.

I'm willing to use my life, too

Smoothing the Milky Way separated by three realms.

I want to go to the sky

Which star belongs to me?

Wonderland in my dream

But what moved me most was.

I have reason to believe.

The stars move in the field of vision

It's a journey for me.