I take your
hand!
Passing there,
the green tree
is taller than you.
I take your
hand!
Sitting there,
the clouds in the distance,
scared away by you.
When I leave, I
dare not look back,
I know!
Your eyes
keep looking.
The memory is cut off by the vast lake,
until the dry day,
we will meet again,
you have grown up.
I hold your
hand!
Passing there,
the green trees are not as tall
as you.
I hold your
hand!
Sitting there,
the clouds in the distance
are called by you.
When you leave,
do not dare to follow.
clear!
Your eyes
are already crying!
The memory is blocked by the vast lake,
until the dry day,
we will meet again,
you are still young.
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