Deng Xiaoqiao's ballad

Let's have a vulgar ballad

Who dares to laugh at me? Vulgarity has its philosophy

Elegant like a poem

No need for advanced accompaniment music

Wen Qing will say that learning flower arrangement can weaken the feeling of injury

The flood must be released

The direct cutting of emotion

I refuse to leave anything

Don't be a poet. I'll just spill dog's blood tonight

Magnified artificially, I am sad and desperate to sing until I collapse

Too elegant, tears will block the next year

Use the shallowest dialogue to complete the exchange transfusion

Toxin to clear regret without missing

After a few days, I said with a smile

If this life enough of ambiguity

Don't bury flowers to imitate Daiyu's obscurity

Rebirth must be reduced to ashes

The graceful style of butterfly

It doesn't go with heroic figures

Don't be a poet. I'll just spill dog's blood tonight

Magnified artificially, I am sad and desperate to sing until I collapse

Too elegant, tears will block the next year

Use the shallowest dialogue to complete the exchange transfusion

Toxin to clear regret without missing

After a few days, I said with a smile

You write a novel with pain

I'm going to spit my blood

But when my wounds are in full bloom, they are forgotten

Literary works are too difficult for me

Vulgar separation plot

That's the end of being high

The miserable one deserves to spill dog blood tonight

Use saliva to prove these disasters, and sing as a mantra

When I'm tired of singing, it's like washing away my former sins

With the most ruthless determination to complete the bleeding

Don't aftertaste the injustice

Painting and writing words to whitewash the catastrophe

I hope you can expose the scar to your heart's content

Or rough people are afraid of going around and love being direct