Lyrics of Zhigeng by Yang Qianyi

First love, you like to listen to love

I was still talking about the feeling of love at the beginning

But I don't realize that there are many questions and few answers

Frankly, you laugh and cry at him

I don't know sooner or later

Whatever he needs

The uncertainty made him afraid

What kind of blood word does too fast Acacia whisper

I can't wait for your million fans to read

Robins are more familiar than you

Dare not go to midnight singing Poetry

It's too late for you to hold

Want to hold on a little bit to strangle tenderness

To know how to talk to that man

It's futile to be sensible and to speak more clearly

Who's still there? Don't go. Who's not here

I had to wait a day just to change my preference

It's not too early. You may pretend to be confused

Who calls love early and late

At last, you are silent

Even if it's five o'clock with me

When it comes to love, which one

More topics but less strength

It's like when you tame paranoia

If you are decent, you can come back at any time

To stir his heart

But today it's your turn

What's the meaning of the dead song

It's like poetry, waiting for old lovers to read

Robins are more familiar than you

I knew this was the case

It's too late for you to hold

Want to hold on a little bit to strangle tenderness

To know how to talk to that man

It's futile to be sensible and to speak more clearly

Who's still there? Don't go. Who's not here

I had to wait a day just to change my preference

It's not too early. You may pretend to be confused

Who calls love early and late

Listen, he really missed you

Naive you are just mature

There's no need to borrow him to cry and laugh

But it's too late to understand

There are more, he is more important