The best is like water, it is made by nature, and it is promised.
Sing, the song you once sang,
Smile the way you smile.
Riding alone through that dirt slope.
Occasionally chatting and laughing with people,
Come up with your own mantra,
I'm imitating you and have lost my own way.
You once said that when you don't want to laugh,
Or be indifferent,
Or squint your eyes to prevent others from seeing the indifference in your eyes.
I look in the mirror,
Complete the crescent moon and practice repeatedly,
Remember the way you smiled.
Thinking of the days when Bingdi Qingcong walked hand in hand.