Lyrics of Muqin's only silence is the highest contempt

Time is cut into pieces and uncertain

Every slice of it is missing

The onlookers of blind people feeling the elephant rush to line up to whitewash the peace

Sad, painful memories of what I've been through

It won't be as clean as tearing paper

People keep coming and going

Once again, experience the revolution of the past

The self styled audience is actually a mob

Follow the crowd step by step and then hold it with self-respect

Affect the pain, can't help teasing

Think alike online and offline

What medicine can corrupt people take to mend

Force you to kneel down and bow to them

The city government that can't be put away, the stale that can't be awakened

Who can be the hero

On the journey again and again (may dress casual)

Just open the window

And tell the shadow over and over again

No matter how angry you are, keep your manners

It's satirical containment after satirical containment

And word after word comments

It's going up and down night after night

But one page after another was pursued by words

Fair in the face, pitiful in the mouth

But in my heart, I think that tragedy can not be separated from self accusation

It's also time to reflect on your first reaction

Is it true that human nature is good at the beginning

The bugle before the war

It's like a disaster

The heart is like a knife, but it's helpless

After all, I'm just a spectator, watching the world torn by violence

Long lost the vein of leisurely flowing venom

Keep shirking, don't want to say more, all the same result

See the fall, but no place to dodge

who can be the hero

maybe dress casual

just open the window

and expel the shadow