Lyrics of Zhao Lei's ideal

One person lives in this city

I'm exhausted in order to fill my stomach

What's the ideal

That's our dream

After waking up, I am still running in the stormy street

Sometimes, if you want to cry, you can swallow your tears into your bloody chest

I slept past the station on the bus

Along the way, I looked at the neon Beijing

My ideal left me in this crowded crowd

It was snowy outside the window

Another four seasons in reincarnation

And I'm sitting on the street with nothing

Only ideal supports those numb flesh and blood

How old are you this year

You always tempt young friends

You always thank me and surprise me

Let me sink into the disappointment of life

I slept past the station on the bus

Along the way, I looked at the neon Beijing

My ideal left me in this crowded crowd

It was snowy outside the window

Another four seasons in reincarnation

And I'm sitting on the street with nothing

Only ideal supports those numb flesh and blood

How old are you this year

You always tempt young friends

You always thank me and surprise me

Let me sink into the disappointment of life

Another era is changing

I am not the young man without regrets

Youth abandoned by time

I'm old enough to be a father

Ideal is always young

You make me stubborn against fate

You make me pale

But still naive believe that flowers will bloom again

The sun is full of busy people

Being crowded, being ignored by the flying time