The lyrics of Kuang Fu Sheng(lin yi kuang fu sheng liu ji ge ci )

He is always dissatisfied with the seats in the small restaurant

The rest of the rice served as breakfast

How romantic I thought of fighting with my hands

At the end of the day, it's dinner and bills

His painting has been finished, and I feel like it's the same for a while

The stars in the painting are brilliant, but the world is warm and cold

Unsold inspiration, aggressive poverty

Is art like living a miserable life

I can't finish it. I can't stop cutting

He made work a habit in order to survive

Going to and from work is like changing weather

Looking back, there was no wave

I can't finish it. I can't stop cutting

His story and his life

But it's just like reading a novel

Who lives a plain life and never lands

Who volunteers to be lazy and who doesn't want to stop

Who loves bravely, who walks too slowly, who is watched by whom

She doesn't need company to travel around the world

I only love green water and green mountains, and never miss hotels

Rely on the scenery to be alone and avoid the gathering and scattering of human feelings

But I don't know which one is the terminal

I can't finish it. I can't stop cutting

She put her love in the sky

Repeated entanglement and enthusiasm return to indifference

Back and forth, I just feel that my belt is widening

I can't finish it. I can't stop cutting

My story and my life are recorded in this chapter

By one of her

I can't finish it. I can't stop cutting

She put her love in the sky

Repeated entanglement and enthusiasm return to indifference

Back and forth, I just feel that my belt is widening

I can't stop cutting

My story and my life are recorded in this chapter

By one of her

Chinese PinYin : Lin Yi Kuang Fu Sheng Liu Ji Ge Ci