“千万里路,我走近了你。是有意,是无意?我这样问自己:这一切可是上天安排?一路风,一程雨,洗亮了无悔的足迹。……”仿佛飘荡在天边,又好像是被唤醒的记忆,这歌声,带着历史的风尘、带着啼血的心迹,带着期望的月光、带着珍藏的爱意向我们拢来。歌声中,盘旋着的雪望鸟迎着飞雪飞向遥 “Miles Miles Road, I approached you. Is intentional, is not intentional? I asked myself: all this God arrangements? All the way wind, rain, wash the regretless footprint ... ...” On the horizon, it seems to be a wake-up memory. This song brings us with the dust of history, with the cry of blood, with the moonlight of expectation, and with the love of collection. Songs, the circling snowbirds fly toward the distance