Lyrics of Xiaohe's "a high flying bird doesn't fall on the back of a slow running cow"

If we don't let time make us old

What else can it do to make itself happy

Children can throw stones and easily fall into the mud

A lover who stops missing is like a great man who stops smiling

Don't fall down easily

You are a flag

Thousands of years of luxury houses ignore the drummers in front of the door

The dust dances like thick blood in the morning light

The mother wrestled out her stubborn child from the night

The high flying bird does not fall on the back of the slow running ox

Don't fall down easily

You are a flag

Don't pray

You are a flag

Don't fall down easily

You are a flag