1, sand
The sun shines on a white beach with our footprints printed on it.
We walked by the river, and the river rippled in the wind.
We called the ferryman, but the voice was blown away by the wind.
Step 2 hope
Dream friends, fantasy sisters.
I am my own shadow, but I always walk in front of you.
Invisible as light, unstable as wind.
There is always a distance between her and you.
Like birds outside the window, like clouds in the sky.
Like a butterfly by the river, cunning and beautiful.
You go up, she flies.
If you ignore her, she will kick you out.
She will stay with you until you stop breathing.
Step 3 live
Sometimes, I stretch out a naked arm.
Lay it flat on the wall and let the chalk color.
The health of ochre yellow set out, and the blue river was stirred on the land.
Blue blood vessels are beating on my arms and five fingers.
It's five fresh reds, spinning in it.
The blood of the tiller, I know.
This is life, which creates the pain of love and the melancholy of life.
Let it bear, let it breathe.
Shi Jian dug under Ji Sun's cool plow yoke, which made him exult, worry, laugh and cry.
It will motivate myself until I fall down, which is what I should do, according to my wishes.
In the days I look forward to, I will also use my own tragic gray.
In order to set off the chain, freshmen are bright red.
4. I love this land
If I were a bird, I would also sing with a hoarse throat.
This land hit by the storm, this river of sadness and anger will surge forever.
The wind blowing endlessly, and the gentle dawn from the forest.
Then I died and even my feathers rotted in the ground.
Why do I often cry? Because I love this land deeply.
5. "Trolley"
In the area where the Yellow River flows, at the bottom of countless dry rivers.
The unicycle has only one wheel, making a harsh sound and shaking the gloomy sky.
Bud goes through the cold and silence, from one foot to the other.
It's ringing, the sorrow of the people in the north.
In freezing days, between poor villages and small villages.
The wheelbarrow made a deep rut on the gray loess layer.
Across the desert, from this road to that road.
Interwoven with the sadness of the people in the north.