I run on mountains, deserts, oceans and grasslands.
I run in streets, alleys, villages and fields.
I run in dreams, in reality, in time and in the pendulum.
I run in the past and the future.
That's it. I'm tired. I will find a banyan tree and lie down to listen to you sing.
That's it. I'll take a sip of water and eat a piece of bread you made.
The birds in the tree above me are chirping,
I can't do it, I can't wait for the future, I want to run, I want to run, I want to make a storm, I want to be stopped by anyone, I want to run, I want to run, my future.
Ha! I don't care if I grow up; I don't care whether the clothes are old or not; Blind, I don't care, I want my future. I can only run, I can only run alone, and I can only tell myself my future strongly.
Ha! Meteors in the sky seem to guide me. I travel day and night, with a compass, to my future.
No matter how beautiful the lights are at night, how warm the quilt is and how delicious the food is, it can't stop my future.
I want to run to my future.
No matter how cruel the future is, I am not afraid.
I don't care how many bumps and disappointments there are in the future.
Although there are many unknowns in the future, I am persistent.
Although this moment has affected the future, I have no regrets.
I just want to keep going,
Running on the road of seeking, steep slope, changing and improving the future.
I just want to sing loudly,
I just want to raise my glass to heaven,
I just want to look back occasionally,
I just want to keep running, keep running and never stop.
Don't ask me why, maybe it's my selfishness, I won't answer, even if no one understands, I will continue and run.
The story is still being written and life goes on.
Because this is me,
Because it's my only choice.