A mountain, a town, a group of people, so many things.
I can't figure out who has forgotten whom, and I can't tell who is wrong and who is right.
I can't see my true heart, I can't hear my cry, I live in seclusion in the mountains.
I can go on with hope and imagination...
Fengju, traveling smoothly;
In a small town, the true love of the world is played;
Heng Tian, who knows what is right and what is wrong;
The Yellow River is lonely, where to go...
A memory and a love are still in Fengju, in the town, and in the heart.
Intention: No matter what happens, we must go on with the greatest faith.