Through the forest, across the ocean, stepping on the sunrise, chasing dreams.
Climb mountains, fly over rivers, put on wings and chase dreams.
Pray for the morning light. In the refreshing morning wind, the sun gives us light.
Looking up at the sky in the cold wind and rain, God gives us strength.
We race against the rising sun and win glory with the sun and the moon.
We shine with Xia Yun Qi Fei and the stars.
The vicissitudes of the Millennium have mottled the colors of the years.
Thousands of years of constant wind and frost have solidified permanent memories.
Cherish what you have today and grasp the direction of your dreams now.
The dream is far away, so I choose to be on the road.
Any life should have its own dreams.
Dreams are sails fluttering in the wind.
Dreams are guiding us to create brilliant stars.
Ancient pottery pots have long had the legend of chasing dreams.
Heroes grow up in iron cradles.
The dream-chasing heart is the same as before.
As long as there is a sunset here and now to crown us, everything that comes with it is nothing!
Life is rich because it has dreams.
Life is happy because you have dreams.
Life is wonderful because of dreams.
Whenever we are confused, we look up and only the stars are shining.
Only the stars are shining