Arranging by Hong Xinjie
My body has become a little strange.
I don't want to have sex or expect it.
My friend has become a little strange.
Many gestures each want to leave.
The naive boy was scratched by years.
There is only a puppy wandering behind.
The fallen leaves blown by the wind walked several streets.
It turns out that the shadow of my own speech is fading, and I see the sky and the rainbow.
See the missed dream of youth.
See beauty, see freedom, Sally, where are you?
Laughing at the ebb and flow of the tide, I feel dull pain, and my loneliness will continue to be irrigated.
Continue to confess, portable.
Without sunshine.
Long-distance love, who says it must be wonderful?
Missing is spreading, thinking about the picture lying down.
A heartbreaking arrow went through my chest.
Pretend to drive away the night with fireworks
I never expect to write brilliant and beautiful poems again. Flowers bloom and fall, you can't learn Shakespeare.
Just wear it and pay the price.
Make her beautiful and set her free. Where's Sally?
You think you're smart but you look like a fool.
Too much betrayal, too much pestering Sally.
See you in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Suddenly I grew up. Where's Sally?
Leave that song, sing loudly at dawn and walk home.