People like me, There is not a lot of wealth, No prominent background, Ordinary as grass and trees, ordinary as dirt. For the sake of life hard and busy, Strive for happiness. I'm tired of working, but I can't cry. Because when riding an electric car, It's not safe to wipe your tears! May the work be good and all the best... People like me, without a lot of wealth, without a prominent background, ordinary as grass and trees, ordinary as dirt. Hard work and busyness for life, hard work for happiness. I'm tired of working, but I People like me, without a lot of wealth, without a prominent background, ordinary as grass and trees, ordinary as dirt. Hard work and busyness for life, hard work for happiness. I'm tired of working, but I