Life must carry the weight forward

Liu Xingbin

I like to sit under a tree and listen to the wind

Tell the story of falling leaves

I like to lie on the lawn listening to the wind

Tell about the withering of the grass

I like to sit by the beach and listen to the wind

Tell about the return journey of the mountain spring

Actually, I also like to snuggle

In your warm arms

Listen to the snoring of your dreams

I know, every story

I don't have to understand it all

I know, every life

None of it will be easy

I know, every footprint

Just be right

Just carry the weight forward

Every story will sound good

Every experience is touching

If, I'm just like a butterfly

Wait for the flowers to bloom

If, I'm just like a red plum

Wait for the snow to come

Spring is gone

Winter is gone

Who knows

What clothes did I wear

Which pair of shoes were worn