Lyrics of Qiao Zihan's 172 strokes

Forget which cigarette this is

Forget the rush time

When you leave me

The whole sky has been lost

How many days did I not go to bed? The night was too long

How many years I forget glory, crazy for love

I still remember the day when you gently leaned on my shoulder

Now I'm left with this cigarette

Alone, I can't sleep. I miss your face

Both of them are in love with each other and are imagining the past

This is one hundred and seventy-two strokes to write my heart

This is one hundred and seventy-two to write about who you were

A person, my tears flow into a river, I am enchanted by love

Two people who still remember the dedication of love

This is one hundred and seventy-two to write about who you were

Who are you with now

Loneliness is left to me

Once you gave me tenderness, let me have nothing to ask for in my life

Now I beg for you to come back

I lost my soul after you left

Cigarettes stay with me until early in the morning

The cold wind pierces my heart and leaves me alone

Enjoy the wind, I enjoy the rain, enjoy the lonely myself

You will still appear in every dream every day

I'm so lost after you left

Write sadness, write sadness, write men's vulnerability

What cannot be written is happiness

Once you no longer let me believe in love

Forget to rely on you, let me cry a happy

The past has become the past, the past has become a memory

But can't forget once that a sweet

The reality is too cruel

It's hard to look back, knowing it's a mistake to love you

We should never look back

Knowing it's a mistake to love you

We should never look back