I have a guy who's a director
He has been in Beijing for several years
Just like me
He's also a pauper
If it's OK, I'll go to his room
After drinking the wine, I can't stop talking
Director Li
It's a sigh
We all have babies the same age
One by one, one by one
We didn't make a career in Beijing
There is no money
One day I lived in a bungalow in that alley
Imagine tomorrow
It's dark. It's steamed bread
Or below
I'm a guy, but he's not
He also wanted to stand in front of the man
My own way
I still have to see for myself
Literature and art can't make money
Or do you want to make a commercial film
After money
Let's take the line of literature and art again
Director Li thought like this
Year after year
Looking at the leaves of locust tree at the door
One can after another
Director Li just waited
Brilliant tomorrow
He has made a living in Beijing
Totally used to it
Director Li thought like this
Year after year
Looking at the leaves of locust tree at the door
One can after another
Director Li just waited
Brilliant tomorrow
He has made a living in Beijing
Totally used to it
It's not money
It's not a dream
It's not love
It's not hate
It's not money
It's not a dream
It's not love
It's not hate
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