The kindness of the earth
The river bends again and again, coldly speaking of worries,
When I was away from my hometown, I was wet with tears.
People in the world are like ants,
Only I smile bitterly and leave the group, I feel angry and worried that day.
If there is a boat crossing by force, there will be a dynasty to return,
When the water goes up and down, it will rise and fall several times.
The earth leans on the Bank of the river, and the sound of the water changes,
The dream is full of green,
But my hair is mottled.
People in the world are like ants,
Only I smile bitterly and leave the group, I feel angry and worried that day.
If there is a boat crossing by force, there will be a dynasty to return,
When the water goes up and down, it will rise and fall several times.
The earth leans on the Bank of the river, and the sound of the water changes,
The dream is full of green,
But my hair is mottled.
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