Lyrics of Cui Zige's Yu Meiren

Not noble and elegant to peerless and be yearned for by the world

Still in the depths of the sea of lights competing for waves of people

It's true that you've traveled through a sea of algae

Silk marks and tears

No one was hurt to the point of death, and no one was seriously injured

The love road is grey, but the foam is swaying inside

The posture between the spring and the break is not forgotten, like snow spitting

Looking for the light after putting out the snow

I wish all my joys and sorrows, weeping and laughing, timidity and courage that day

It can be passed down in a history book

It's also a tribute to the believers when the snow is thin in a cold day

The most graceful style of women in the age

I wish I had all my extreme hobbies and burdens today

For a kind of footprints to silent linkage

In my dream, the snow fell in a flash. Who made the pain for me

In fact, every spring and autumn and winter

No pain, no pain

No one was hurt to the point of death, and no one was seriously injured

The love road is grey, but the foam is swaying inside

The posture between the spring and the break is not forgotten, like snow spitting

Looking for the light after putting out the snow

I wish all my joys and sorrows, weeping and laughing, timidity and courage that day

It can be passed down in a history book

It's also a tribute to the believers when the snow is thin in a cold day

The most graceful style of women in the age

I wish I had all my extreme hobbies and burdens today

For a kind of footprints to silent linkage

In my dream, the snow fell in a flash. Who made the pain for me

In fact, every spring and autumn and winter

No pain, no pain

I wish all my joys and sorrows, weeping and laughing, timidity and courage that day

It can be passed down in a history book

It's also a tribute to the believers when the snow is thin in a cold day

The most graceful style of women in the age

I wish I had all my extreme hobbies and burdens today

For a kind of footprints to silent linkage

In my dream, the snow fell in a flash. Who made the pain for me

In fact, every spring and autumn and winter

No pain, no pain