Lyrics of Lu qiaoyin's "adult country roaming"

Fifty-one

What are you doing? How big is your hand

Everyone pursues happy big action, I love small feeling more

Why is the trough of cable or steel cable bigger

I love small things even more

It turns out that being an adult is always afraid of little snowflakes

Too much hot charcoal, too few jokes, not enough time for my baby to go around the world

Don't be afraid, in fact, a small turn will be too many games

Too little time, who wants to grow up fast

Don't worry too much, think too much, think too much

Everyone is wrong, big country, I love the small

In fact, everyone is always afraid of small snowflakes

Too much hot charcoal, too few jokes, not enough time for my baby to go around the world

Don't be afraid, in fact, a small turn will be too many games

Too little time for me to grow up

If you can't stand up to 1.78 meters

The pupil narrows, but does not enlarge

As long as happy, if the sky falls

One more warm sheet

Don't be afraid of little snowflakes

Too much hot charcoal, too few jokes, not enough time for my baby to go around the world

Don't be afraid, in fact, a small turn will be too many games

Too little time for me to grow up