Go, Go, Go, Go

Go, go, go, go Traveling again and again, I will be separated from you forever. More than ten thousand miles apart, each is at the end of the world; The road is long and difficult, but I know the meeting will be safe! Hu Ma follows the north wind and crosses the southern branch of the bird's nest. The day is far away from each other, and the clothes are worn slowly; Floating clouds cover the day, and the wanderer does not care to return. Missing you makes you grow old, and the years are suddenly too late. Don't abandon your donation, don't return to the road, and work hard to get more food!