Lyrics of Zhang Lei's traveler

Listen to the backpacker humming

Classic songs

Piled up on the luggage rack

Look out the window. The snow is still floating

Who remembers

I've got another one on the street

Carrying a wooden guitar on one's shoulder

Through the city swamp

I've been looking for the frozen road

Happy river

The return of wild geese

Between spring and Autumn

I don't know who I sent the past to

My feet urged me forward

What is it for

The youth in a hurry always appears

So unique

The weather is unpredictable

Life is hot and cold

Thank the stranger

Every class for me

I want to see the shadow of the tramp

Drag tired drive shell

I guess he was happy, angry and sad

Who said it? My heart is still beating

The wound will heal

Blame young frivolous for dream must go

Carrying a wooden guitar on one's shoulder

Through the city swamp

I have been looking for the river that is frozen with happiness

The return of wild geese

Between spring and Autumn

I don't know who I sent the past to

My feet urged me forward

What is it for

The youth in a hurry always appears

So unique

The weather is unpredictable

Life is hot and cold

Time is a train

Where are you going