I used to think that by your side, I could hear the sound of your heartbeats so clearly, it was so beautiful, it was so captivating. What could compare to your smile? A little bit of redness under the sun, your face, the dawn of love, awakened by you. I can't walk out of your heart. The farther I leave you, the more I think of you. I love you, China. I want to hold your hand in your arms. I want you to feel the burning heat. The farther I leave you, the more I think of you. I love you, China. I want to be the flower you want to bloom the most. In the snowflakes, there are still so many colors, warming all the loneliness. In the snowflakes, there are still so many colors, warming all the loneliness.
