Listen to the wind singing in the dense forest, announcing its arrival with the rhythm of spring. Your fingertips gently touch the breeze, and the coldness slowly dissipates in it. The warm wind caresses the midsummer harbor, the dazzling sunshine, the enthusiasm and brilliant waves. The sound lifts the boat of dreams and carries you and me to the horizon. The wind of the four seasons, where will you go? The wind of the four seasons, I will keep chasing. Just because I know that you will silently send you away at the end of the season. The yellow-leafed birds that fly away will also Leaving the autumn wilderness, there is a person sitting quietly by the window and letting the wind carry away my thoughts for someone. He can hold up the white hope despite his frozen hands. That is the gift brought back by the wind. I will treasure it forever and let it go. Thousands of past events follow the wind. We promised to meet again in the future. But when a person looks up at the sky, he will definitely find the dream that cannot be touched. The wind of the four seasons, where will you go? The wind of the four seasons, I will keep chasing. Just because I know you will see you at the end of the seasons. My wind of the four seasons, I want to embark on my own journey to see the loneliness of the soft dusk silently blessing me