It's not for the delicate, curved, red and crisp hands of the football baby.
Don't work for David Beckham's Moses, he turns all the creatures upside down.
So Baggio's soul can shoot Buddy's lion and roar.
Sweat like rain in order to run freely.
For the tacit understanding of peers and the pleasure of scoring goals.
In order to gather people for the carnival.
Pick up a football with a sword.
Even the last swordsman.
I was also fascinated by the romance of that sword.
Seal someone's throat with a sword
Who cares about the cool breeze in Lu 'an and the bright moon in Qin?
Fuck Hun lean meat and Land Rover blood.
He will always be the sorrow of thousands of feet Lake.
Whether he is Ye Gucheng or flowers.
Holding a football, such as the holy grail.
Even an unbeliever
Worship its magic.
Crazy as a madman.
Watch the World Cup sweep across five continents.
Look at the Premier League Bundesliga sweeping the world.
And watching fans crazy about halo waves.
And watch football hooligans make trouble and shout.
Play a piece of your legend.
Sing a song "The Cup of Life"
Fall, get up, and take the route of indulgence.
This is a fable of life.
It carries too many tears and laughter, love and pain, fatigue and glory.
So intoxicating and affectionate.