Zhang Jindi - write a book

How to write a book with a flick of a pen, turn around and don't know where people are, just the poetic territory in the heart, because of you, has not been barren, how to write a book, dust and soil, and eventually nothingness, but the colorful illusion in the dream is still in the same place, and you are taken care of

Writing a book - Zhang Jindi

Words: Zhang Lingru

Music: Chen Wei

Arrangement: Sun Xia

Producer: Chen Wei

There's laughter and tears

But there is not a single wonderful topic

It has also been remembered and carved into the bones

But there are no plot twists and turns

When to start and when to end

They are all like smoke and fog, and they can't see clearly

Spring to autumn flows several degrees a year

To whom is this story told

How to write a book with a flick of a pen

Turn around and don't know where the people are

It's just that poetic territory in the heart

Because of you, there is no desolation

Acacia A little bit how to write a book

Dust turns into nothingness

It's just the colorful illusion in the dream

Still in place to take care of you