The road ahead is always full of curiosity and yearning. What should I do?
When I paddle for you, you are a lighthouse in the distance.
But you play hide-and-seek with me
How many times scarred, how many times high-spirited!
The road ahead is a blur of smoke. Is it gone in an instant?
Time is coming quietly, and my pursuit is also very strong.
When and where can I meet you and choose you?
Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I'm just imagining it, okay?
I lit the river lamp of hope and let it go west to light up my future.