Seeing the kite flying far from the line
Look at the Wanli Road
Watch the sleepy tips of the sacrifice
Warm, love, recall your smile
The wind and rain, the hustle, hitting, hitting the letter
The hope of the heart is finally on the shore.
Seeing the kite flying high without disconnection
Who is going to see the sky fog?
It's not step by step to warm
Warm beloved to cherish my smile
The wind and rain, the hustle, hitting, hitting the letter
The hope of the heart is finally on the shore.
Separate tears are tired
I hope that I will meet in my heart.
I will gather again in the future.
