Cycle of wind and waves

Like an endless blue sky.

The waves are like white clouds.

Although I was only born in the north.

The heart is not just longing for the sea.

I used to wander in the south.

Leave the same vicissitudes as the sea.

Every time I look at the sky

Think about the sea.

There are endless sorrows.

Like the blue sky?

Wandering in the years

The waves are flying.

Baiyun Liu Liu

Heal quietly in the moonlight