Riding inspiration
Riding is a faith,
Trekking with two wheels instead,
It is the greatest invention of the Westerners.
I silently accepted this inheritance in ignorance.
So, in the course of my life,
There was an indelible clear sky.
And the ones that followed,
All transformed into brilliant neon in passion.
Scenery is all love in my world,
With the gene of love, it can remain like a dream in the snow and wind,
Qingshan, under the glow of the morning sun, frequently bows their heads,
Green water, in the reflection of the sunset veins with emotion.
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Wandering, also an ancient civilization,
It and freedom are embraced by Westerners as another bible.
Ever since the wandering heart camped in my dreams,
The footsteps are inspired by the wheels day and night.
Three-wheeled hutong tour has been called in ancient Beijing,
But I still have a soft spot for my bike.
Free legs choose the direction of the heart,
On the road, I wash away my wishes with the sweat of passion.
The spinning wheels chanted in the breeze.
Just last night,
Once again, I ran toward the sun in the spinning wheels
