旅行

I travel for a long time,

It was a long journey.

As I drove along at dawn,

Through the wide world,

Leaving footprints in many places,

The nearest place to you, the farthest way.

The simplest tone,

It takes the hardest practice.

The traveler knocks at every stranger's door,

To find their own home.

All one has to do is drift around outside,

To reach the deepest palace of our hearts.

My eyes wander to the open space,

At last he closed his eyes and said, "There you are!"