Lyrics of diary by Ye Zhentang

I don't like you so much

It's not my fault

The way you speak is gentle and stubborn

I feel uncomfortable without you

It's like breathing is going to stop

The only happy thing is to use your name

Full of my thick diary

I miss you all the time

Clear and vague memories

I can't wake up any more

Blue melancholy

Depicting a little bit of aging

Isolated and solid fear

I can't see myself

Ling Ling's feelings

Pages of diary

Pasted memory

At any time the light bit by bit mottled feelings

(music)

I don't like you so much

It's not my fault

The way you speak is gentle and stubborn

I feel uncomfortable without you

It's like breathing is going to stop

The only happy thing is to use your name

Full of my thick diary

I miss you all the time

Clear and vague memories

I can't wake up any more

Blue melancholy

Depicting a little bit of aging

Isolated and solid fear

I can't see myself

Ling Ling's feelings

Pages of diary

Pasted memory

At any time the light bit by bit mottled feelings

Full of my thick diary

I miss you all the time

Clear and vague memories

I can't wake up any more

Full of my thick diary

I miss you all the time

Clear and vague memories

Isolated and solid fear

I can't see myself