Lyrics of Xu Xiaofeng's fantasies

have a maggot in one's head

Half step, half step, half step

Slow down, I enter the dream Road, flowers are higher than me

Try kicking the rain and pulling out the smoke

There is no clock in the dream, no need to rush, no need to chase, no need to make an appointment

I feel happy and dancing when I meet you

Scattered rain dew you and I are also like water made Fen fragrance like jujube

Half step, half step, soft step to sneak in, heart withered and resuscitated

It's a good habit not to have a clock for a few days to get light and get dark at night

Habit has no trouble. Slow down and the wind will blow

Half step, half step, soft step to sneak in, heart withered and resuscitated

There is no habit of counting clocks in dreams, no trouble, no habit of counting clocks

There is no habit of counting clocks in dreams, no trouble, no habit of counting clocks

There is no habit of counting clocks in dreams, no trouble, no habit of counting clocks