A person's memory is a city, and time corrodes all buildings, deserting all tall buildings and roads. If you don't go forward, you'll be buried in the sand. So we burst into tears, step

A person's memory is a city,

Time corrodes all buildings,

Desert the tall buildings and roads.

If you don't go forward,

It will be buried by sand.

So we burst into tears,

Step by step back,

But we can only go forward.