Bamboo, why are you straight?

It can be my chopsticks

A fire

Grease bubbling up

Let me know

Even if the knife sharpens out the straight chopsticks

Not really straight

Life can still bend without oil

Chopsticks contain the living standards of mainlanders

Our scene is written on it

We don't have integrity

It's because we don't have our nature

It's our personality that's bent

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