The lyrics of Wang Shi'an's one step poem

Flowers and trees in the east wind

There is always land under the tree

Even though BMW carves cars and fragrance all over the road

Are you on the way

Walking in a big city and living a small life

I'm afraid it's getting more and more. I'm afraid it's nothing but love

I'm afraid I'll always doubt where I'm going

Where are you

What's the distance? What's the luck

It's a long way between you and me

It doesn't make sense what to start with

Don't forget if there is any difference

Someone went through seven steps to make his poem

I wish I had my you step by step

Spring flowers are here with me

A person waiting for more beautiful

Where is the autumn moon

One person is waiting to love you

But in the crowd once and again, I look for her in vain

No story

As long as you are in the dim light

One step makes a poem

Living a small life and thinking about big myths

I'm afraid it's getting more and more. I'm afraid it's nothing but love

I'm afraid I'll always doubt where I'm going

Where are you

What's the distance? What's the luck

It's a long way between you and me

It doesn't make sense what to start with

Don't forget if there is any difference

Someone went through seven steps to make his poem

I wish I had my you step by step

Spring flowers are here with me

A person waiting for more beautiful

Where is the autumn moon

One person is waiting to love you

Day and night

How many Chinese characters have written a little happiness

Gold wind has jade, but the world is countless

Maybe one more step in the game

Go one more step to become a legend

Take another step to see me become a poem

Just for you

What's the distance? What's the luck

It's a long way between you and me

It doesn't make sense what to start with

Don't forget if there is any difference

Someone went through seven steps to make his poem

I wish I had my you step by step

Spring flowers are here with me

A person waiting for more beautiful

Where is the autumn moon

One person is waiting to love you

But in the crowd once and again, I look for her in vain

No story

As long as you are in the dim light

One step makes a poem