Lyrics of Uncle bicycle by Feng Qiao

At 6 p.m., I went for a aimless ride on my bike

Looking at the work, people are in a hurry

It seems that the whole world is busy, and I am the only one to let go

I'm talking to myself. I'm afraid there will be no words one day

Look, there are busy scenes all around. People are chasing each other. It seems that they are going to become time-lapse photography

I can only ask myself, uncle bike, where do you want to go?

I want to go to Shengxian lake, but the city is like a gossip,

I'm not sure I can find my way home

I natural and unrestrained to a selfie, suddenly found that I have been beyond recognition, let me dumbfounded

I sighed, thinking of my mother said, this is the real you, no mask, no resistance

Before I wanted truth, now I want truth. The unreal Happy Valley gave me too many real illusions, which I can't mend

You see the crowd is so crowded, but I'm looking forward to the day when my doorbell will ring suddenly.

All I needed was the love you gave

All I needed for another day

And all I ever knew

Only you

All I needed was the love you gave

All I needed for another day (just one more day)

And all I ever knew

Only you

Many years ago, I asked myself, if one day I was not mentioned, should it be regarded as liberation or abandonment

No one has paid attention to you for a long time. You are still glad to see the traffic jam on Tianfu Avenue, which is like a parking lot.

The bicycle shakes and shakes, two shakes the memory of four. It turns out that regression is a simple turning tool

What I want is actually a bike. It's lonely and simple, even without a bracket

My father said that I should learn to be an ordinary person, but what is an ordinary person like?

Why do people from childhood to adulthood mislead me and say that I am not an ordinary person? I am different from ordinary people.

I went after it, and the applause rang out in cheers. Which bumpy glitz, has been pushing me to the cliff slide

Look at the pocket watch. It's still early. Maybe everything is just right.

How a lyric, scattered my tears, the city does not shed tears, it is my own in the sigh.

Bicycle uncle, no one handed you a tissue, please use your sleeve to wipe your tears back to your heart

Even if you wake up crying, people won't care about your scene

Two aunts are saying that they have been listening to my radio since they were young,

They said that I grew up listening to the program, and their memories of youth are full of what I said on the radio.

I never answer when I hear that. I'm not an angel, not to the address of the sky.

Maybe if you don't listen to my program, it will be bigger than it is now.

But I still want to say hello to all the people who have heard my voice in this city.

I'm just a Chongqing wild rose leaving home. God didn't direct me to answer my question correctly.

I will remind myself every day that I am predestined with the world.

All I needed was the love you gave

All I needed for another day

And all I ever knew

Only you

All I needed was the love you gave

All I needed for another day

And all I ever knew

Only you

At 1:00 in the middle of the night, I ride my bike aimlessly. Uncle bike, it's going to be windy in the middle of the night

You've disappeared from the streets.

It seems that the whole world is dreaming, only uncle bicycle is alone, he is still in the wind...