The world is not great, just like a sword, it cuts off your life again and again.
Poison is your dream, and every dream is full of venom.
Vibrant language has become a dream written on a tombstone.
I wait for the beautiful language to catch on and tell my sad tears.
No one loves me, and my dream lingers, although I know a lot,
Flowers collection, fragrance hope you are better than the blue sky, the earth and the sky love you deeply,
The world is full, send air and camels into your heart.
The night outside the window burns out, and the song you are waiting for arouses ripples.
For a long time, the spring rain didn't answer my waiting, and the wind lit your cheeks.
Desire cannot avoid fire, soothing shoulders, brave streets,
Push your life to the limit from a distant height.
Wait, wait, wait Revenge your sorrow, the shadow of halo is like a passer-by,
That calm and rational smile, more or less dozing off,
Red wine in the sun, full of passers-by,
Horseshoe is still singing, flying to a benchmark, waiting for a lifetime of bending.
Mercedes-Benz life, full of fantasy, looking at the white waves on the river,
Rubbing a pile of sediment barefoot is also a tedious problem.
How long has it been submerged, honest people who have drunk wine, while the sun is still there,
When you are slow in thinking, listen to the roaring and passionate melody and send the melody you are waiting for.