Lyrics of stone by Zhang Yusheng

The first stone

The sky

There are more than seven dream colors

The second stone

He bred stone monkeys

Dream like characters are not just Legends

I think in years to come

We meet

I'll ask you

Remember

The crystal stone that belongs to us

There are also ignorant young people

The pure feeling of weaving

Jiutuo's temperament

Flying, rolling, passionate

The pure feeling of weaving

Jiutuo's temperament

Flying, rolling, passionate

The third stone

Building a Red Mansion

How many people linger and finally lose

So many stones

You gave it to me

The poet once said it could be used to make wine

Until many years later

We meet

I'll ask you

Remember

I think you'll say it with a smile

Stone is just stone

There are no more miserable teenagers

The pure feeling of weaving

Temperamental wine

Flying, rolling, passionate

The pure feeling of weaving

Jiutuo's temperament

Flying, rolling, passionate

With three stones

I folded one

There are head, hand, love and sorrow

These three stones

In chronological order

I can't come up with a favorite result

Until many years later

We meet

I'll ask you

Remember

I think you'll say it with a smile

Stone is just stone

There are no more miserable teenagers

The pure feeling of weaving

Jiutuo's temperament

Flying, rolling, passionate

The pure feeling of weaving

Jiutuo's temperament

It's full of enthusiasm

The pure feeling of weaving

Jiutuo's temperament

Flying, rolling, passionate

The pure feeling of weaving

Jiutuo's temperament

Flying, rolling, passionate