V write a lyrical text with the poetry that the earth will never wither.

Their eyes are covered with flying dust; Whose thoughts are dazzled by the boundless Yuan Ye; Whose heart was shocked by the distant oratorio. It is the singing of the earth, telling the constant thickness, responding to the confused people and slowly touching the vicissitudes brought by the passage of time. The song of the earth never dies, it penetrates the heaviness of history; It is printed in the eternal starry sky; The song of the earth never dies, it spreads with time, and each of us is just its listener. It is our tired bodies that die in the end. I hope our souls can blend in with the songs of the earth and live forever.