Get out of your troubles,
Out of the illusion,
Come to the street;
Get involved in the noise,
Flood the river of men,
Bustling and bustling;
Look who is in a hurry to walk away,
Why don't you want anything.
Walking and walking,
Suddenly your eyes light up;
Three steps and two steps,
Panting to keep up;
I would love to say something about my heart,
I don't know what she thinks.
Found her looking back and smiling,
Whether it comes from the heart.
yes!
Obsessed boy.
I understand your heart,
These flower girls,
You look at her.
Listen to me,
So many good girls,
You grieve for her.
(Picture from the Internet, invasion and deletion)