Word: Gao Yu
Qu: Chen Wei
Arranged by Sun Xia
Producer: Chen Wei
I don't know when the temple has frosted.
I wonder when my face changed.
Suddenly miss those who were brave.
And the frivolity of ignorant teenagers.
Suddenly found that life is short.
Suddenly found that the road is no longer long.
I haven't made room to hug myself yet.
Time flies in such a hurry.
How can you get old just by learning to be sensible?
How can you get old just by learning to be tolerant?
How do you know where to go?