At night, the flashing neon lights and the bustling city are full of lights.

Walking alone on the street, with no place to go.

The heart is drunk, and the dream has not yet awakened.

The bitterness of lovesickness, who can know.

Wordless tears, who can understand.

Inexhaustible love, endless plays, unspeakable righteousness.

The noisy streets of the city, the lonely alleys with cold lights.

Several years have passed in a daze, and the sense of sadness is overflowing.

Youth dances and blooms with vitality.

Sentimental autumn, ruthless you, the years can't bear the loneliness.

Empty sigh, youth is no more. Leave only the ruthless you and me.

The long river of years drifts away, who will pick up my scattered youth.

The passion of dancing has you and me.

Once and now, together have been happy and sad.

You and I have both had youth, but the ruthlessness at that time was not ruthless.

Youth is affectionate and ruthless.

In the end, it can only be regarded as an unforgettable dream!--Ling Xin put pen to paper