Lyrics of Chen Li's "fragrant grass"

A meteor hanging on the dark wall accompanies the bright dream in the cold night

Walk into the day empty handed, the fog envelops the ordinary sleepiness of the world

There are thousands of lights in my eyes, but my lips can't wait for sunset

More than one has been let down by time

Leave me wandering in the same place

With the night

The night leaves me silent

Let me think

It's up to me

And what you cherish

You don't have to give it to me

Not yet happened

It's already a turning point

When my temper becomes reasonable, who cares about my friendship

The reason is empty, the sentiment is heavy, grows me to be meaningless to describe

In the past, I thought about empty talk, walking all the way, picking up all the way

You deserve to be alone

Spring wind leaves me in Chengguan

Accompany that evening

I will judge in the evening

It's up to me

It's up to me

And what you cherish

Don't give it to me

Not yet happened

It's already a turning point

Cherish yourself

Impermanence left me a waste of energy

Waiting for long night to pay sincerely

In the quiet grass