Lyrics of "don't, don't ever" by Pu Shu

Don't dream. You are twenty-four years old

Life is as strict as Uncle Li

Don't be infatuated with the distance

Look at your rice bowl

Life is not in the romantic month

It's soy sauce, vinegar and salt in a bowl

To face the smoke of survival

Do you know the warmth of human relations

Do you know that things are difficult

Innocence is a sin

In your adult world

Life is not in the romantic month

It's the money you've worked so hard to earn from others

Let the immature grow up quickly

Let the immature grow up quickly

It's almost mature

Let mature all open

The world is too fast

Never waiting makes us embarrassed

It's embarrassing that it never waits

It's so intolerant that it embarrasses us

Go ahead and get busy

Go ahead and get busy

You go to intrigue

Let's go to intrigue

The person with no expression is your future

Don't be like the old Zhang next door who laments the end of spring

But how can I

Don't dream those dreams

Those dreams