In China, a hip-hop singer, Huizi Xiaoqinglong, sang a song by Huizi Xiaoqinglong.

Word: Xiao Qinglong/Keiko

Arranger: Shunde

Mixed: Shi Junfeng

Music Director: Liu Zhou

Location producer: Liu Zhou

Xiao Qinglong:

When I work day and night and take off from the long water.

Time has repeatedly urged me to forget my fatigue.

Only one person can feel that kind of sadness.

I want to go back in time, but time can't go back.

Is the delicious roadside stall at the school gate still there?

The snacks stuffed in my bag are all my grandma's love.

On my birthday that year, my deskmate saved money and bought me a cassette.

The rough packaging poster says Jay

The exercises I did between classes in those years.

There is a pencil sharpener from a teacher on the desk.

She taught me how to start.

I close my eyes and pray.

I know I can only write a good song if I study hard.

Day after day, year after year.

That beautiful spring has become my memorial.

I grew up and watched the world sink.

Even if I am the god of war, my heart will still hurt.

Close:

There is no more reason to deceive yourself.

Time is like a knife, no longer gentle.

I sweated all the way and looked back and disappeared.

Those hands kept me from falling.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter go far and wide.

Mother has gone bald.

I'm not young anymore.

Keiko:

I found that I have grown up.

I found that I have not lied for a long time.

Dedicated memory

Back to childhood.

But I can only grasp the present

Have a past that cannot be turned back.

Sunset in the street and repeater when I was a child.

I have passed the finish line, but I am more hopeful than before.

Little overlord game machine

Spend some time with me.

Classics are like old school streams.

Never question

I can't change the past, so I'll go out and live the present.

I won't die for hip-hop

But for the birth of hip-hop music

So I ran like hell.

See through everything.

I want the people I love to live a better life.

That's why we quarrel.

Take off once

Big fat pants that are considered fashionable.

so far

I'm still rapping and I'm hungry.

Memories are everyone's wealth. We must remember him.

Don't ask me where I'm from, slum artist.

Close:

There is no more reason to deceive yourself.

Time is like a knife, no longer gentle.

I sweated all the way and looked back and disappeared.

Those hands kept me from falling.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter go far and wide.

Mother has gone bald.

I'm not young anymore.