Lyrics of "501" by Yang Qianyi

The blue trousers are very shabby

Maybe it's going to rot

Tearing and grinding in recent years

It's sweating at last

There used to be more than you

Fill it with petals

But the trouser legs are not worn out

Love is wrong

What else can I do

What's the difference between you and me

One day, if you and who is it

It remembers me

What are you looking for now

I don't have to follow any more

But if I happen to meet you tomorrow

I hope you don't think it's worn out

The tide is short

How can I be slighted

It's like a blue lake

I work with you every day

To be praised by you

He had a good time for a few nights

But it's hard to love me

You know too much about picking

What else can I do

There is not much difference between each driver

There are millions of boys

It also means how it can get me

What do you love now

What do you find everywhere

But don't admit your mistake on the way

I'm the only one who's wiped white blue

That kind of blue belongs to me in my lifetime