Nashi Huakai No.3 Yard, I hear the echo from the valley and heart, reaping the empty soul with the lonely sickle, constantly repeating the determination and happiness, finally there is an oasis swaying in the desert.
I believe that I was born like a bright summer flower, never withered, never defeated, and never tired of bearing the burden of heartbeat and breathing!
At that time, the flowers are blooming. I stay at the foot of Zhuhe Jubao mountain in Lijiang quietly, like a bright summer flower, gazing at the white cloud coming from Yulong Snow Mountain in the blue sky, listening to the mountain breeze passing by and singing in my ears. Mood, at the moment is so quiet, trance seems to have slowly meditated