Lyrics of the king of elegy by Yang Qianyi

I dance like a feather

Let me fall lightly

It's hard for me to envy

Butterflies don't rush into the morning

Wings will grow old sooner or later

Why do you ask me about my future

Don't count so few

The limit of sweetness

That's too much to expect

Overlooking the scenery

God will only discriminate against me

Pray and pretend not to hear

Forcing a pessimistic girl

There is no way out of poverty

Only despair

Play all kinds of music

Firmly refuse to pray

Never eat delicious grapes

How do I know how to say a good word

By your taste

I know my value is high

It's good enough to make me anxious

God will only punish me

How to get the benefits

Forcing a pessimistic girl

There is no way out of poverty

Only despair

Play all kinds of music

Firmly refuse to pray

I never deserve to be alone in the dungeon

Looking for the best in the dark gray sky

Keep your taste

Sweetness cannot be brought into the earth

I always vomit

Keep your taste

Sweetness cannot be brought into the earth

Always clean everything up