Lyrics of Huang Ling's story of a small town

There are many stories in a small town, and each story is different

Throbbing in the crisscross, rippling you and me

Joy and sorrow, everyone has to go through

What's left and how much is taken away

Love and hate, love and hate, pay for the moonlight, because of the passer-by

Lost and turned into ink

It's like waking up with tears

It's hard to predict when we're together and when we're apart, the closer our hearts are

Murmuring River, leisurely song

Why do you ask about joys and sorrows

Stories of small towns fade into the light with the stars

Who goes through the street and passes you and me

Fireworks like a dream, but still flash

Lost what always want to look up to pursue again

Love and hate, love and hate, pay for the moonlight, because of the passer-by

Lost and turned into ink

It's like waking up with tears

It's hard to predict when we're together and when we're apart, the closer our hearts are

Murmuring River, leisurely song

Why do you ask about joys and sorrows

Love and hate, love and hate, pay for the moonlight, because of the passer-by

Lost and turned into ink

It's like waking up with tears

It's hard to predict when we're together and when we're apart, the closer our hearts are

Murmuring River, leisurely song

Why do you ask about joys and sorrows