Mc Zhou Xiao Dream Lyrics

Perhaps because I am old, I am no longer easily moved.

I cried that day because of a simple movie.

Childhood playmates ended up at a barbecue stall.

Every time I work overtime to eat uncooked instant noodles,

I can't even support myself. How can I support my family?

I dare not fall in love, let alone think about her future.

I sealed my memory and returned to peace.

Every time I get drunk, who can wake me up?

I accept my fate unconditionally.

Like a stone broken by an egg.

I have seen many people give up their dreams for life.

My humble abode is numb and empty, and there is only pain in my heart

Busy work makes me have no time to stay.

When a person closes the door crying loudly.

After graduation, after lovelorn, after work.

Some dream-chasing boys are singing sad songs.

What he tells people every day is the lies he studies at night.

In order to get the promotion of the leader, he put down his dignity to kiss up.

His thrifty savings still can't keep up with the rising house prices.

He goes back to his rented room every day to talk to the shadow.

He wants a time machine to return to his childhood memories.

He wants to sit on the wall that once admired the sky.

Blurred handwriting on the blackboard, mottled stairs in the corner

When I picked up the photo again, I looked so carefully.

I remember that the singing at that time was full of youth and publicity

I remember he used to run with Ji and his dreams.

Countless times I thought about blooming in the most beautiful night sky.

Finally forgotten in the crowd.

Pick up the dusty guitar and play it.

As if full of fantasy before, slowly approaching.

When I woke up and came back to reality, I found my heart tightened.

When you stick to the end, only the dream is still in your hand.

A hypocritical performance that caters to others.

Struggle for young dreams and encounter the cold shoulder of others.

The goal is far away and the price is dangerous.

Someone pointed an unreasonable sign at me.

In the face of a little accusation, I am in an awkward position.

The road to no regrets is blocked by reality again and again.

It stung like a bullet, and my steps slowed down.

The obsession with dreams turned into helplessness and jokes.