Singer: Mc- Xiaozhou
Lyrics:
I remember the day we broke up, looking at the photos of my mobile phone, and I was lonely and smoking, thinking of the day we met.
the night after you left, write it all down with a pen; I won't come into your world again and destroy this story.
writing this melody is all about our past; Write the tidbits of our meeting and our love.
first, write acquaintance, and write all the unworthiness; Only blame everything for coming too late, the reality after the dream.
in the second stroke, I wrote about knowing each other and my love for each other; Why do you call me a fool, the last love poem.
the third pen, write love, there will be no more feelings owed; In fact, I still miss you, forcing myself not to see you again.
the fourth stroke, write accompany, accompany through the west lake; Look down on all this, and we can get together or leave.
fifth, write memories, and remember your honey trap; It's my fault that I got into the play. I remember all this.
the sixth pen, once, let me tell you to listen; Once I wanted Wan Hu to be an eagle beside you.
Seventh, write sadness and joy, from the day you left; It hurts me to the end. Why can't you help it?
Write that it was flashing and tears were falling from the corner of your eyes; Since we have been in love, we no longer care about right and wrong.
I once held your hand and thought I had it; Now let me go alone. Now I'm like a fucking dog.
what you can write, what you can't write, and what you want to cry at last; It's intentional, it's innocent, and love is lost in the end.
those who sing scattered, those who sing well and race against time; Too much affection, too little affection, but it's all self-inflicted.
The cold wind blows through the night, and you lean on my heart; You said the story was still long, and your mother said you didn't have to be busy.
I'm not afraid to use my love, but I'm afraid of failure in the end; I'm not afraid of being too dependent. I'm afraid you won't be here in the end.
I'm trying my best to remember my name. There is nothing fair or unfair. If you move your heart, you can't win.
The looming stars are like her eyes; No feelings are like ice, but you have to adapt to me.
maybe I can't see through it, or maybe I'm not good; Treat her like a green vine beast and can't accompany her around.
Actually, it's nothing. They are all passers-by. Time can make the flowers fall, and I will definitely forget that sadness.
Maybe it's my dependence. Let go of my self-esteem and love you. Tears prove that I can't forget you, and words after drinking don't count.
what you can write, what you can't write, and what you want to cry at last; It's intentional, it's innocent, and love is lost in the end.