Lyrics of summer at the age of seventeen by Peng Jun(peng jun1 shi qi sui de xia tian ge ci )

I was with you in the summer when I was 17

Do you remember the scar on your body

There are many long roads in the mountains

The wild fruit on the tree is green but begins to take shape

It's beautiful, so neither of us has the heart to pick it

Love is the most beautiful imagination of that year

It turns out that when it's ripe, it will be buried in the earth

If we stick to it, what will it be like today

The back of love is dry

What kind of hard work can I control

If love is a variable, life becomes a score

The difference lies in whether you think well of others

It makes me confused. I really don't want to be confused

Listen to the bird climb up the tree

The wind blows, looking at the opposite hill, heart in the sky

Smell the summer grass

You say it's hard to escape the noise of the heart

If we stick to it, what will it be like today

The back of love is dry

What kind of hard work can I control

If love is a variable, life becomes a score

The difference lies in whether you think well of others

It makes me confused. I really don't want to be confused

That year

Chinese PinYin : Peng Jun1 Shi Qi Sui De Xia Tian Ge Ci