Restless dandelions are always dancing in the air,
Occasionally stopping but starting immediately,
I always feel that this place is not my favorite.
Until one day I was tired,
stop,
I want to stay in a relatively comfortable place.
However,
But when it wants to stay,
The wind took it away again,
Eventually it blew into the dirt.
And you? Feng Che? Are you... Like a dandelion?