Standing peaks, every peak
You can build a warm castle.
is very good also
Evolved into an empty mountain, silent.
Life is always so simple, every grassland
There is a flock of cattle and sheep.
Every cloud is closely related to me.
Flying kites in childhood
It's always easy to fall off the branches.
My sky is so vast that only pasture is left.
My years, only a wisp of thin time.
Sunrise to sunset
All I can go through is the dusk forest.
Far away, that is the river bed of my soul.
Dreams bloom in front of the moon.
I once walked into a stream and let the running water wash away half the dust.
Touch my face.
Author: Xiong Youkun
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