Lyrics of Li Jian's drama fans' life

Yan Rong looks like colorful clouds, proud and not afraid of deep snow

It's because flowers wait for spring

Spring, spring

The music starts, the gongs and drums start, the curtain starts slowly

I come into the play

Holding the head, gazing at the eyes, singing and whispering: hatred and love in the world

Like epilepsy, like drunkenness, like crying, like talking

I'm not myself anymore. I can't tell drama from life

You're not you. You're a dream

I am in the play, you are in the dream, who is affectionate for whom

I thought it was me. I thought you knew how to sing until the end of the song

The music gradually stops, the gongs and drums stop, and the curtain slowly falls

The flowers have gone, the Phoenix has returned to its nest, and the clouds have gathered all over the sky

All kinds of coquettishes, all kinds of pursuits

Who is the beauty of life? But heaven envies the beauty

People, people

I'm not myself anymore. I can't tell drama from life

You're not you. You're a dream

I am in the play, you are in the dream, who is affectionate for whom

I thought it was me. I thought you knew how to sing until the end of the song

Take off the makeup, wake up in spring

You don't know me, I don't know you