I would like to tell all the fragrance of this life for a piece of orchid.
I am willing to devote all my youth to the wonderful fragrance of this world.
But I can't live forever in an empty valley
Grand ambition and hegemony, who controls the country?
It's just a dream too big
Lots of confusion, stumbling step by step,
Unexplainable, unclear
After all, this is the rut of history
But can you still be the same as before?
Guide the country with me
Qingqing Zijin, writing in his own hand
Draw the character of your life
My heart is long and strong, a golden horse and an iron horse
Climbing high only to see half the life is unruly.
In a blink of an eye
Leave a pillow empty
That's it
Who is whispering
It's better to go back!