The sun overhead burns the afterheat of youth.
It never gave up shining on us.
It doesn't pass here in winter, it's just a misty mountain forest.
I feel wet after walking through this old stone bridge.
Over the green hills, you said you looked at the man with the hat on his head.
The sea breeze blows the coconut trees, raising dust all the way.
It's like another world isolated from downtown.
Let our tired bodies rest here for a long time.
Over the green hills, you said you looked at the man with the hat on his head.
The sea breeze blows the coconut trees, raising dust all the way.
It's like another world isolated from downtown.
Let our tired bodies rest here for a long time.
Time in Xiamen is our time.
The waves rolled up our thoughts.
When will our song come from the valley again?
Those laughs are all over, and those past days will be remembered.
Our time is carefree.
The good times will not be rewritten by anything.
Indulgent laughter often echoes in our ears.
Those footprints on the road will never be hidden.
2. Our Time is an original song by independent musician Zhao Lei, which was included in the album Jim's Restaurant and released on 2014-10-19.