The sky is blue

The vast wilderness, the green sky, offering my mother's Hada, between the white clouds and clear water, the distant thoughts are always so kind. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the distant sky, the eagle is spreading its wings and flying high, the vast thick field! Fly, let go, my dream, that is my mother gave me Hada, many years ago, the happiness I once had was not a sweet and delicious spring, by the Zixi many years ago. My mother weaved my hope with her own hands, the green mountains, the plateaus, the swirling sky, everything was so clear, but it was so far away from me. My mother's white hada gave me a persistent hope, and I was so attached to this wilderness. However, I could not fly in this sky until, before I knew it, my childhood was gone. Mother is also far away from us.

Flowers will bloom in spring, have you ever seen this field? - Yes.

However, who would have thought that this vast sky would arouse my infinite imagination with her infinite feelings. This green land gives me infinite vitality. I belong to this land, you have fed me such an eagle with your luscious milk, I have flown high, I have broken my wings, but you have given me hope again and again, your hada is my dream, your hada has made me fly high with hope.

When I was young, you inspired me again and again. He gave his mother all the excitement. That one was my father's man. And didn't bring anything to the mother?

However, when I was young, my lover also gave me a white Hada, and this whole love enabled me to survive, blossom, and soar between heaven and earth.

In too many teenagers.

I took my Harda and paved the land. But my mother's Hata is still in my heart.

I can't tell what my ancestors have walked until now, but I have only walked through this field, only this sky, and I don't know where the future will go, but I follow my lover's hand and carry it to this deep field, and my mother, still dedicated to this land, on my left and right.

Under the vast sky, I am still me, my home, my harda, and the dreams of my childhood.

Generation after generation of people have left their own youth on this land.

Mother, what a solemn term, it is she who gives me life, and this land gives me a new life.

It has been said that "the sky is the greatest." "It's inclusive, it's nourishing, but I feel like the earth has given me a real life.

Men are the sky, women are the earth.

That's life.

Yet, for whom my earth is served. It's also a land. The beginning of our lives.

For thee a piece of Hada,

Under the vast sky, fly.