Lyrics of Wang Yuan's wild vegetables in love with porridge

The lotus blooms in the middle of the night

You pick a bunch of wild vegetables as a confession

You said you didn't pick the wild flowers on the roadside

Wild vegetables are your food

Moss does not bind love

I yelled a fool as a confession

I don't think it's rare to be rich and handsome

I like porridge very much

We feel it hand in hand

Streams in the palm of each other's hands

Sweet to the feet to the forehead

And a little shiver

That's it.

Watching you eat

That's it.

Looking at you in a daze

That's it.

Study your every expression

That's it.

Study your mood every moment

That's it.

Looking at you being coquettish and mischievous

That's it.

Watching you giggle and cry

Just looking at you

It's luck

This is the secret of wild vegetables that love porridge

Moss does not bind love

I yelled a fool as a confession

I don't think it's rare to be rich and handsome

I like porridge very much

We feel it hand in hand

Streams in the palm of each other's hands

Sweet to the feet to the forehead

And a little shiver

That's it.

Watching you eat

That's it.

Looking at you in a daze

That's it.

Study your every expression

That's it.

Study your mood every moment

That's it.

Looking at you being coquettish and mischievous

That's it.

Watching you giggle and cry

Just looking at you

It's luck

This is the secret of wild vegetables that love porridge

I love you like this

It's luck

This is life

The most gorgeous secret