Lyrics of Feng Qiao's a generation of youth

Floating in the dust

Women's flowers disappear

There's no time to sigh

People are far away, dreams are scarce

I can't see a thousand things clearly

Wave past, gather and scatter

Who is watching sweet

Or is the bitterness buried in the bottom of my heart

Don't mention that the prosperity is over

Only the legend of love

The youth is gone

No trace, no shadow

The world of mortals

Just a sigh

Believe in the song

The blooming season has long been predestined