千世的寻觅,你成了我不悔的追忆,那美丽的光点如烟火一般,绽放在原本黯然的天际,此刻无关风月。常在平凡里寻觅,寻你美丽的倩影,倾城的笑容。寻你在烈日炎炎下的街角。弓下的腰,挥动的扫帚摩擦着地面,发出沙沙的响声,带走了枯叶和垃圾,留下了一路的洁净。背影是佝偻的,却遮不住你的英姿,此刻你是淳朴、奉献的化身,高大、巍峨。 Looking for the world, you became a reminder of my regret, that beautiful light as fireworks, blooming in the original sad sky, now has nothing to do with the moon. Often looking for in the ordinary, looking for your beautiful shadows, Allure smile. Find your corner under the scorching sun. The waist under the bow, the waving broom rubbing against the ground, making a rustling noise, taking dead leaves and rubbish, leaving a clean. Back is shy, but can not hide your heroic, at the moment you are honest, dedicated dedication, tall, towering.