I appreciate it.
I can finally accompany you.
Complete this journey
yesterday
Embracing the sky is like dreaming.
cannot reach
I endured the scorching sun.
imagine
a cup of coffee
Patterns splashed on snowflakes
mood
Like the take-off and landing of an airplane.
Some weightlessness
feel
Better than the performance in "Drunk House"
More real
Maybe from now on.
My concern
It will be like a passenger plane in a dense fog.
A little confused
But you're here
The stadium is right here
The song of gratitude is like spring all the year round.
Who taught me the four books and five classics?
Taught me the principles of being a man.
You picked up the axe of responsibility.
Open the treasure house of knowledge for me.
You set an example.
Teach me how to smear my life.
About dreams
About perseverance
About dignity
About love
Point them out one by one.
Go away, ignorant sir
Sir, who will sail for me?
You are a silent indicator.
You are a book containing a thousand words.
Only by thinking deeply
Understand you.
Only gratitude
Thoroughly
Mr. Mystery taught me knowledge and strength.
Sir who gave me courage and confidence.
it's you
On the road of dreams
Silent guidance
When my dream flies
I want to pick a leaf from the bodhi tree.
Make a flute
Forever song for you
A thank-you note
Compose songs
"Grateful heart, thank you" dream back to Huangsha
We have young dreams and passions,
Say goodbye to the past and wait for the future.
What happened in the past is worth remembering.
The cruelty of reality, the beauty of ideal,
Where you and I should be.
The quiet night sky, with a little starlight,
How many beautiful scenery passed us by.
What washes our hearts,
Let him be so quiet, without a ripple.
Going forward for many years,
We are tired, we are tired, and we want to have a rest.
Only to find that the time train has entered the time rift.
Brought us into confusion.
We should run hard and get out of this confusion.
Now it's you. Give me strong legs.
I want to embrace tomorrow,
It's you. Give me long arms.
I want to shout, I want to sing. ...
You gave me a colorful life.
I am tired. It was you who took me a long way.
I feel horrible. You led me through the darkness.
I miss you, I love you, and I can't live without you. You gave me everything.
Grateful to heaven, grateful for everything, but grateful heart, only thanks,
Through a muddy path full of thorns,
Falling down again and again, stinging again and again, numb again and again.
Tears filled my eyes and I wanted to give up.
You told me again and again, you can't give up, you have to persist.
Every setback, every failure, is accompanied by too much bitterness.
You encouraged me again and again.
I was too naughty when I was young.
I was naive when I was young.
I used to be so young that I made you sad again and again.
You have never complained about everything I have done.
Now that I'm grown up,
Just like the earth gave all the nutrients to the young tree and made it grow.
You also gave me all your energy, everything,
It is you who gave me the wings of my dream with your hands full of vicissitudes.
Want me to fly higher and farther.
And you're still making it up until the end of your life.
Finally one day, I left you.
With the wings you knitted for me.
I flew over desolation, thorns and vicissitudes.
I came to my dream Penglai.
And you still stay there, lonely, lonely.
I turned around and saw tears falling from your eyes.
You turn around and wipe away your tears.
Tears are so crystal clear, like dew, like water drops.
And I still didn't stay.
You smile at me,
But there was a little reluctance in the smile.
I know you don't want me to see you sad,
You keep all the bad things for yourself.
Your hair, once like ink, slowly turned white for me.
I want to repay you. I want to accompany you.
But I know this is not what you want.
Me, step by step.
You, wave to me.
I, go further and further. The figure is getting more and more blurred.
You, still facing me on the original ground, stood on tiptoe and looked at me.
Finally, I saw you, just a vague sight.
You seem to have seen the moment I left you.
Standing there for a long time without leaving, without leaving. ...
Thank god, thank everything, but the heart of gratitude is only thanks.
You're not with me!