无论走到哪儿弯弯的葡萄蔓都会爬进梦里梦想仿佛一颗葡萄在风中荡着秋千云依然很淡天仍旧很蓝一只蜗牛在葡萄蔓上艰难地登攀一天又一天一年又一年那条葡萄蔓一直在爬那只蜗牛和它做伴那只蜗牛便是我的幻影匍匐在绿色的路上奋力向前它不知道路有多远它只相信脚可以征服大山 No matter where you go curved grapes will climb into the dream of dreams as if a grape swinging in the wind, the clouds are still very pale, still blue, a snail in the grape vine difficult to climb one day after another Year of the vine has been crawling that snail with it to accompany that snail is my phantom crawl on the green road struggling forward it does not know how far the road it only believes feet can conquer the mountains