Lyrics of a painting by Xu Xiaofeng

I took a gift from you when I said goodbye

A picture shows a seagull spreading its wings in the sky

I don't always think of meeting a confidant in my life

It's hard to find that kind of mood in the vast sea of people

What's the point of living among the displaced people

There was a silent protest on his face

What's in the city

Long suffocation hidden in thousands of faces

Spring rain summer autumn leaves winter wind treacherous beauty

It's hard to be happy, but Zhuang Yan is gratifying

A story, a truth, a surprise

Let the sunshine of life shine and open up the world of friendship

A painting with lofty sentiments

Trembling light and shadow in my eyes

Maybe you shouldn't cry

When you are born in that kind of eternal melody

What's the point of living among the displaced people

There was a silent protest on his face

What's in the city

Long suffocation hidden in thousands of faces

Spring rain summer autumn leaves winter wind treacherous beauty

It's hard to be happy, but Zhuang Yan is gratifying

A story, a truth, a surprise

Let the sunshine of life shine and open up the world of friendship

A painting with lofty sentiments

Trembling light and shadow in my eyes

Maybe you shouldn't cry

When you are born in that kind of eternal melody

A painting with lofty sentiments

Trembling light and shadow in my eyes

Maybe you shouldn't cry

When you are born in that kind of eternal melody

When you are born in that kind of eternal melody

Spring rain summer autumn leaves winter wind treacherous beauty

It's hard to be happy, but Zhuang Yan is gratifying

A story, a truth, a surprise

Let the sunshine of life shine and open up the world of friendship

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